Painful Times Poem by ifeanyi omocho
Painful Times
Once a Morning I Wake
I Was Womdering
On a Lonely Island
Best Known To Me
I Thought, I Thought
I Search And I Found Non
I Think I Thought
But No Reason To Say I Did
Life Without Pain Is Meaningless
But Life With Much Pain
I Pray Not For
Living Three And a Half Decade
No Vestige Of Good Thing
I Saw Around Thy
I Love The Way I Live
Yet Never Live The Way I Love
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