Wolf the poet Poems

It's home,
Because

The air feels lighter,
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The world is so full of hate
These days' no one shares a plate
For we are no longer driven by fate
And another man's suffering is used as bait
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My love that ain't a problem
I wear your love like an emblem
As you Joan are my gem
Waswahili wanasema 'dem'
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My inner soul is shouting
Shouting all the same gasping for air
My mind in suffocation activated mode
The reality imploding on me
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The morning's so chilly
Can't even get a call to Billy
For my hands are frozen
My eyes blurred seeing everything in a dozen
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My son you are my little wolf
I will always take you to play golf
When in pain be ruthless like Adolf
As you are the Rudolf
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We are a good lot of cousins
The love we share is that of the magazines
A bond so pure
A bond that needs no cure
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i wake up to this nightmare
The nightmare enraging my sleep
I am trapped in my own fantasy
A self afflicted doom of sickness
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Her cry pricks the heart
Her laughter builds the hut
Her smile cuddles the air
Her stare warms the room
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It is true that life is indeed a journey
One minute you are breathing
another minute you are gasping for your last breath
Life is truly a riddle
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