Real Poem by Abdalla Juma Shenga

Real things don't last, fake things do.
Fresh roses plucked from nature
Shrivel after a single adventure
Artificial roses, last for a thousand poses
And yet the real are more appealing
They give us that kind of feeling
That lifts us high as the ceiling
But it's different in people and feelings

Real people last for ever
Real love is a forever fever
Fake love is cold, it gives me a shiver
Real friends, always helpful
In despair, make you hopeful
They may forget your birthday
They won't leave you on a bad day
When you are sick they pray
You get fit they play

What about fake people?
There for show like a wax apple
They may remember every occasion
They never show their real intention
They can't keep a secret
Always make you regret
Only as good as cigarette
For a short time, make you feel great
While they kill you internally

So choose wisely
And watch keenly
Fakes always come in silver plate
And the real are hard to get