Barnabas Ambila Poems

The night is dark and full of terror,
Guns, bullets 9mm sit in their chambers,
Nozzles pointing my direction,
My drunken state makes me more vulnerable,
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Dear Lord, am not even worthy to call on your name,
My whole life, I have lived it in shame,
My heart, always yearning for fame,
My fingers always pointing the blame,
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If I had wealth, riches, prestige,
I would find something to blame for lacking the peace of mind,
I have not any wealth, neither am I at peace with myself,
Habits, trends and missions,
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She is my friend and my strength,
The daughter of my mother in law,
And the mother of my child,
Her voice is soft and her eyes bright,
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