Am i good? Am i bad?
It confuses my entire mind,
As i go on this poem you will find,
what's the real me?
Do i feel sad?
I work so gently, I work so plain,
Nobody was harmed, nobody was in pain,
He raised his voice and raised his hand,
Then i start to curse him, it's no glad.
Do this here.Done this there.
He told me, the speeding hand is near.
What shall I do and its not fair
And i star to ask myself, should i be good or should I be worst?
I have my principles, I'm not a fool.
The inverse cloud nine begins,
When he point to me those doubtful things,
I start to cry and fall my knee,
I lose my hope, my integrity.
When the brother beast of darkness starts,
I begin to murmur those twisters so quick I'm a lad,
Defense, Defense! -all i have,
Offense, Offense, I do before that.
This cant be easy for me,
The primary root of my blood doesn't go with thee,
Go to another branch of twig who much more wither,
Don't worry the future I foresee.
Revenge is what i feel,
Vengeance makes it real,
Should i fight against my co-vein?
Of course yes! I will conquer the pain.
PROPERTY OF EGYPT FAJANILAG DEL ROSARIO
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.