I Will Write


I will write down
Lest you too will pity me
Yet I know the reality
That your pity will not cure
My affliction

I will write it down
The pain that reigns in my dreams
I will tell you the reality
Of the only hope that failed
Of the afflicting destiny
When my life clamours
lest you will pity me

my mother being such incapacitated
I with such Gratitude ran to my father
The man whose efforts birthed me
Yet he too being such resigned
Made me look blankly
And so, a destitute am left.

Besides the face of my race
I will write it down

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