Life Poem by Atserku Emmanuel K.

When me looketh upon me life
All me seeth is a moving wind
Life is like having a wife
Or more so having a child.
It needeth attention and dedication
One false move and it's gone.

Another look and I seeth myself
Like a reflection in a mirror
All me seeth is a distraught reflection
Of meself calling out for help.

I'm screaming on top of me voice
But I'm not noticed or heard
Me feel like I'm alone in this world
Why should life be so cruel?
Why should it be so hard?
One day I'll move anon
Maybe to life's outskirts where finally I will be alone
And know that I'm alone

Always being wrongly accused
And sometimes rightly accused
For a crime I'm yet to do
Behave like the prodigal son
One day I will. But I will
Not take my part of the inheritance
I'll just run away
Sometimes me wisheth for death's smile
To end my miserable life
Maybe there will be hope one day
But till it comes
Ima move anon to the outskirts of life
Where there will be peace of mind
For me and people like me
I will move anon.