Growing Up. Poem by Elorm Dogbo

Soon after the morn
That I was born
I was taught
To give up not.

Soon after the morn
That I was born
They put me in a battle
Against the green wine bottle.

Soon after the morn
That I was born
I sacrificed today
To better the next day.

Soon after the morn
That I was born
People wrongly judge me
Though they do not know me.

Soon after the morn
That I was born
I had to let go
Stooping very low.