Saturday, 13 October 2012

Respect

I'm here to talk about a little story of mine.
About a guy who was smart but also blind.
Ignorant in his knowledge he disrespected the weak minded.
He got caught in the game. Lost his mind and couldn't find it.
But a guardian angel appeared.and with a soft voice she spoke.
No human is to be feared. And most tests are a joke.
Created for the weak to get strong.
Perhaps you should then forget my song.
If your so righteous and good,
go to Ethiopia and donate some food.
But your laughing at me smoking the trees.
Muttering under your breath ’cause you Get none of these’.
From a bright light bulb he turned into a dim candle.
Ever so destroyed he doesn't even have a handle.
What a twisted fate, I tell you its never to late.
To be good to one another,
treat each other like a sister or brother.

RK

1 comment:

  1. This piece reminds me of a spoken word/ rap form of poem. I couldn't help but read it with trying to put a musical background to it. I enjoyed reading it because it came off as personal and simple.
    Good work!

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