Poem By Oropher Tîwele
Being home alone and unknown to me.
Unaware of what could happen to you.
On the phone or internet isn’t the best thing but I agree to let you be.
Please, I’m begging you to let me know when your doing things.
When you try to hide things from me I will find out and I’m afraid sometime I will be to late
I’ve seen a lot and been around along time not to know.
I love you to much to have you harmed by something or someone.
You will soon see that being me is what I must do.
Being you is what you must do to, but remember to not be unknown.
Known is what I must know.