Writing A Just Poem Poem by Arapunachukwu Peter

I am just writing.
I know you know me
From the very starting point I was conceived
I can tell it all just by your look
That I was good looking
Fully built with hansom and beauty
At that moment your love for me speaks
It was irresistible and full of tease

I am just writing.
Now or latter, months or years
I was injected of disease
I died I revived back
With hunch back
Obscured eyes and mouth
Crippled legs and hands
Bending kneeling, living for your helps
Only joy of life, stood selflessly before me

I am just writing.
As you look me through religion not of humanity
The cross is for me and me alone
I can see it, Just as we ever known tears
To be sign's of unshared happiness
I have lived writing just a poem.