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O! Death,
You care for no one’s agony
For the love of our sorrow you exist

Men have questioned God
But death, are you merciful

Troops came to beg, but
Saints you’ve drained their breath

When the fatherless and the motherless weep
Could life be the same

When the tears of blood flood the earth and
mountains refused asylums

How can he fight your invincibility
How can he survive the pains of life in this
mesh of wicked sorrow

Maybe you will soon take him to the comfort of
his parents in your house of pains and joy, for
the future is wrinkled

Poverty and loneliness are pursuing him out of
the rim of success
He tried, but ahead is the ocean of agony

This life of peace you brought it pains
His yesterdays were full of the memory of love
but tomorrows are a phantom of misery.

If you ever live
Incase I never be
Though in my memoir you did

Dear Son,
This world is a mirage to those who don’t want to see

Anything is capable of everything
That which made you sad could have make you smile

Let the blanket protect you
In the winter
When the snow of frustration fall on you
And in the summer when the haze of rejection and loneliness rain

Dear Son,
When you see obstacle
Present it courage

When you feel weak
Have determination

When frustration seat on you
It is opening your door of realization

When you don’t have
Get through finding to give

But,
Sometimes the rain might have to beat you, for life test our patience

Dear Son,
Do not hate do not regret
And when all throw at you
Let your admirable lucidity rescue you from the absurd


Though in plenitude pain I waft
Plenty invisibilities I saw


In the pinnacle of success
Know those who befriends your wealth

Incase I never be
Even though you haven’t be
In my memoir you be, so
Take what I can give
A blanket.

Dark cloud
garthering from a
magnified thought

Dreams weathering into grimy sky

The world smoking out of smoking pipes

The guiter of sorrow pierced into grieving ears

Pains uniting souls
in school of pain

Now
Sorrow in favor of solace
many tongues yet to grow

Meanings mean no meaning
yet meant to mean

Perhaps
tears of heaven
will nurture earth

Perhaps
liberty still
grows at mounting tops

Else
Will
weaved with will of wills
into the wheel of wills
will ride into
eternity with
flamables and kindler

Perhaps
rose will grow from pool of blood