Biography of kipsang kerich
poetry and poems, my stable diet
kipsang kerich's Works:
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kipsang kerich Poems
Dreams And Deeds
I still hear the bells toll, I still catch the cold. I still make the roll Though the world's gone cold,
'twas painful the loss, so unfathomable the pain. was like a hole deep inside just deepen, and no amount of tears
This pain, this day, we've paid With our tears, we bear in grieve
to goodness shall be repaid in kind, and to evil, a double measure of it for the heart knows no arche greater, that burns with fury,
I've seen sun-filled days, and walked sandy bays- Lit by golden rays.
to the valls unseen and the hills at ease- my mind’s flight, in time of rest-
write and flight, to fight the blight for if you would to stay, truths untold would be at bay.
so when I go. thy'll sing. and cry.and lie- that I- he- was a good man. 'we are sad at the demise
if i write, as, when i write these words, and signs, of my time, are sums of complexities, known only,
so when I go.
thy'll sing. and cry.and lie-
that I- he- was a good man.
'we are sad at the demise
of such so wonderful a man.
lies, all i made, escorting me to the grave-
with undertaker's own.
It's a public show, of remorse not felt
they've probably come 'to show solidarity'