|
|
| home | fishing | social life | the ethnicity | cultural activities | mokindi | wovia | opinions ... | webmaster team | contact | presentation |
|
But how can i be happy When there's no sun shine and peace in my life" |
"appology to my unborn" As days goes by As days pass by I'm livin and partly livin Though i'm breathin I've been wetting my pillow for quite some years In this life of mine i've shed so many tears Every nights in my bedroom,tears rolling down my chicks Promissing God to be a good father after my nasty dids Retrospecting into my past makes me weeps It hurts to be condemned for nuthin and killed Trapped in this cold world raised in the sqalor My dream was to see my kids live in splendour Wondering around like a bird without a nest though old enough to be a father But hunted by the idea of being a poor father I was too inmature to comprehend it all Plus i never own anything at all Can't imagine what you would have been A president or a saint, luv you for who you would've been You were not oppotuned to even open tha eyes Now i'm paying the price for haven taken tha life Look at me walking and talking without a child Maybe you would've made me proud watching you smile Without my family all i'm left with is my shadow Hopping your forgiveness'll take me out of sorrow Marry your mama with luvin kids Livn as one happy familly Helping our children grow up in the right way now |
i wish you the best in all your endevours your peots was beautiful from ambe
for i like people who try to do something that help them and others in the world
becuase writing is a good thing and best in the whole wold
by nora in cameroon
Its not bad . Ride on. . I think its a good step.