Pain Poem by Farid Mtokonyo

Yet it stands to me as my greatest fear,
Knowing one day my everlasting dream,
May come to haunt me as a nightmare,
This pain so vital caused by my own team,

Regret,
I hope not for the world is clearly spherical,
What goes around always surely comes around,
As long as the earth's rotation is geographical,
For its Jesus' blood covered this same ground,

Vengeance,
Shall not sink me at all that low,
I praise my sincerity percentage,
With each early rising morning crow,
My prayers cover both of you at each stage,

History,
May judge me a sore loser,
But my principles will object,
I should have fought closer,
But victory isn't as humanity,

Do good expect nothing in return,
Be loyal even when stamped,
For Jesus and Judas as companion,
Were both created by one God,