POETRY

WHEN WILL I LIVE AGAIN?
Urassa Aloyce  

It’s night already,
Quietly sitting in my room,
I hear a voice around,
“When will I live again?”

It sounds like a young lady,
Calling her dad and mom,
Asking, “Why all these”?
“When will I live again?”

“Through love you were bound together,
In it you decided,
And the outcome was me, but
When will I live again?”

With discipline you raised me,
Morals you installed in me,
But look! These men
are ruining me,
When will I live again?
 
With disappointments I exist,
Miserably walking and speaking,
Holding a lot in my heart,
When will I live again?

Pray dad, pray mom,
For these men to take care,
Not to destroy me,
Then, I will live again.

©2019

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