Shouldn't Be Too Late - Poem by ALEX OWULO OGOH

I've lived life many will love to live
I've done what seems normal in my world
With sin being my closest friend
Had done the wish of devil long enough
Kids weren't too hard to beat
This; I thought was my most perfected life.

When the new dawn of day awoke
Before the first cock crow,
Endtime cue of parents line at my door
Each with their heart broken testimonies
Of the bruises I painted on their kids
These testimonies gave birth to strict warnings

I need not an alarm to wake then
This cue of parent's testimonies
Were always my perfect alarm
This, I thought was the most perfected life.

Walking now, down the street
Seeing these kids now grown cruising like kings
Measuring my muddy status and their golden status
I gulp out all my never shed tears
This my thought, perfected life
Has birth pain and abort joy

As I hope to revive the past
A voice echoes;
Out of the river in my heart
It shouldn't have been this late.

Topic(s) of this poem: advice

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 14, 2015

Poem Edited: Friday, January 6, 2017

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