Take Back The Hate Poem by Matthias Pantaleon

Don't rise too early Amadou
I think you are being foolish
The dew of life will soak you
Take back the hate it’s childish

We may not see tomorrow
That's a reality to deal with
Men are nothing but shadow
We are ashtray without width

Every night I see their face
The men who died in battlefield
Death is slow with fast pace
I wonder if we'll ever be shield

Some things are never truly forgotten
Graveyard suffice them than alive and rotten