From The Grave Poem by crystal clear

From The Grave



i have to give
all the money at home
i have to give
all the attention at home
i kept my body for the job
all the soul at home
my seven sons and three daughters
they have to be raised in a position
i in the grave now
but they are all RAISED!
Only one SON
He always PRAISES
and un in him really
man doesn't die
its a change
from known to unknown
from open to hidden
from jaher to baten
your knowledge doesn't contain it

Wednesday, November 22, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: grave
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