Warden Vukeya Poems

Sore soul seeking for help,
Thus before him, confess
Bridges badly broken to carry on
Oppressed mind through criticism
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A closer look at my penury life
I cry from deep inside
I beg from deep inside
I beg not to have it all, but for sufficiency
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Alone in the world of hopeless
All over her face, it was raining
So desperately, she sought
For someone, for warmth
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A gravel road, as rough as it may seem
With humps and rocks to interdict
Curvy or straight, near or far
The road is to be traveled
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Across the world, I have traveled
Among the poor and the rich, I have lived
At work, some seek positions, some quit
Behind doors, the good and the bad occurs
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Forsaken work days
A long lasted pain
With her, she carried me around
Until that long nine months ride ends
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As often, an innocent soul does innocence
Amid by bad company, one grasped to innocence
Against, they censured but that, for naught it was
Sooth as always, this character was committed
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The smoke of strong coffee, I inhale
Looking through the window I see Africans
Whether black or white
Like different colored roses, all belong to the same garden
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