Our Price Poem by kassahun tadele

Our Price



Hell is full right now
No heaven on the ground
Can't see high only the low
Lost the road to follow
No going back no chance
No rest for the lunch
You see black in black
Maybe a fire by luck
Burning while deadly alive
You're making the price you deserve
No salvation no forgiveness
Don't you saw what the sign says
He gave you a chance to learn
How to skip the burn
But you're stupid & fucked
Didn't clean the eyes to read
Same goes to me to us
The date expired by our lies
We wake after we gone
To late again to born
We became a wood to hell by our bone!

Saturday, November 10, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: sin
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kassahun tadele

kassahun tadele

Addis Abeba, Ethiopia
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