Thursday, August 27, 2015
If I was born with a golden spoon
Surely I would be riding in the moon
The birds and trees sing in the vale
Surely because of the exposing veil.
Why are people so unhappy?
In parties they look so dandy.
Methought you were married.
Yet your lives are so horrid.
Children crying for their father.
Children crying for their mother.
They are all sitting on the net.
Just to write rubbish on camnet.
Then I saw the collar fellow
Always bitter like an aloe.
He was fake and mostly brash.
Always spewing constant thrash.
I thank my God for everyday
My every day is a birthday
Joy has always been my portion
My vehicle is my education
Hamilton Ayuk 2014.
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