kipsang kerich Poems

I still hear the bells toll,
I still catch the cold.
I still make the roll
Though the world's gone cold,
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'twas painful the loss,
so unfathomable the pain.
was like a hole deep inside just deepen,
and no amount of tears
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to goodness shall be repaid in kind,
and to evil, a double measure of it
for the heart knows no arche greater,
that burns with fury,
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This pain, this day, we've paid

With our tears, we bear in grieve
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if i write, as, when i write
these words, and signs, of my time,
are sums of complexities,
known only,
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so when I go.
thy'll sing. and cry.and lie-
that I- he- was a good man.
'we are sad at the demise
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write and flight,
to fight the blight
for if you would to stay,
truths untold would be at bay.
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to the valls unseen
and the hills at ease-
my mind’s flight,
in time of rest-
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I've seen sun-filled days,
and walked sandy bays-
Lit by golden rays.
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