Blazing Heart Poem by Bamukunda Hillary

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Why must I write this poem?
Should I use Ink or blood?
Won't the tears tear the paper?
Won't the wails spoil the will?
But they shout,
They shout, Bamu, write.
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Let me instead cry
Of the heart stolen,
Feelings ill tortured,
Dumped in the sea,
Torn apart and drained of blood,
What a hell of a vampire!
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I will sing of the victimized soul.
I sorrowfully applaud you
For the mutilated thoughts,
And crippling the unpromising future,
In that you have given me notes
To start new,
And write a poem....