When Believing Is Not An Option - Poem by Elwin Mwangi
The bleeding heart on its knees
The downgraded body starts to freeze
The head pinches with hair full of fleas
Miracles sounded like being free
Poverty didn’t warn me as I waited it to count to three
I am tired of being under misery decrees
When will I be free?
When will this problems decrease
When will life be part of nature; simple and blissful like trees
That is when believing will not be an option! ! !
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