Keith Anastase KAMOSSO Poems

I think it's happening to me
I can't feel myself
I can't even breathe
My head is mixed up
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Much has been spoken on the fairytale earth land, but
Merely the minority has been heard by the present
The past cried loudly but people opt to not listen
Angels screamed and called but man’s ears were locked down
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What a lovely memory
What a happy time
What an enviable and real craveble day
The nice look and gorgeous face
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I need you to help me to gasp
I need you to help me to exist
I need you to tell me I’m the one
I need you to say all charming words to me
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I don’t want to be the tremendous-politician
I don’t want to be the super-religious
I don’t want be the wise of this time
I do want the world to wake up and answer
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Fountain of faith springing down the mountain
Fortress my spirit for the fall of the sun
When sons of men shout out loudly
Staring up to the sky of mind
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Castles in the sand
Flying Eagles in the air
Waving flags
Fountain in the harsh world
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If the sky is the limit
What is the gravity of the pain?
Stars are in the heavens
Angels in dreamland
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The ticking clock never impeding, unless it’s broken
The time traveler never returns, unless the lost is found
Days never jammed unless the last never exists
All goes comes back unless they are lost ceaselessly
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Pain is like a thief in the night
It kills, steals and breaks
You can’t change it when it gets harder and harder everyday
It kills you when you feel like it’s marked all over your body
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