Tuesday
I couldn't sleep
that tuesday,
Thinking about what's
happening in the society,
A young child being
killed for being an albino,
How could you do this? ,
Can't you see the world
is running out of leaders? ,
Who is going to teach us? ,
nurture us? , and build
us spiritually? ,
On my knees praying,
This is the reality,
We can almost touch it
with our fingertips,
With access to clips
that kills the society through
discrimination.
We where exposed in this
filthy world without having
to open the front door,
Not even a rich man dreamt
to die sooner,
Are god to choose who stay
or who goes? ,
We're not God, we can't
play God.
Let's us end sufferings
through discrimination by color
of skin,
No one born with ambition
to suffer,
Every nature has a purpose
same applies to us,
For same way one
hand washes the other.
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By Lewis Da-Lyricist
Iphupho [The Dream]
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Iphupho The Dream
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem