Obinna Nwerem

I am a young black man
Confused and trapped in a whiteman's world
Day and night I shed lonely tears
Contemplating my life through the years
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As the rain drops, she cries
She sits close to the window crying
She sit alone wishing for someone
To hold her and kiss her
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From the burning of my heart I cry
Sometimes I would just cry
Because once again you have hurt me
I used to be on my own; lonely
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I am not yet a poet
I have lied to my heart
Now I can no longer write
Tonight I lay awake
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Do you have something I can write about
I can no longer think of things to write about
Maybe I can write about oranges
Who would read about oranges
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How can one be betrayed by death

Be cheated out of living
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Wait
Please dont flip the page
I have got something to ask you
This is really important
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For my little sister Angela

Never saw the grave where
Angela laid; still wonder why
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No where to hide my heart

On my neck it hangs low
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Nightmares am having every night
With every vain in my body
I cry out from the dark world
But no one seems to care
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Please do not judge I

For I am mentally depressed
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I am he who is thy father

I am my fathers heart
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There's a fiery rage within thy heart

I found it yesterday outside the cold
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The beautiful rose which I grew
Years of caring and protecting
The sweet smell of your peddles
Never meant to tell of lies
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With that which is of a writing object

I wrote with to paint a vivid image
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Between here and there
Promises were made here and there
Those broken and those forgotten
Tears shed and smiles turned frown
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In darkness I lay in thoughts

Tired of the hard living
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Do not be afraid for I am here

Fear not a soul for i am her with you
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I can no longer sleep at night

My thoughts are keeping me awake
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If one shall take my life

Whether by a gun or knife
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