Empty Can
An empty can all alone
Wandering the street with fleshless bone
Only the artist design bluff on the surface
But still rust peeped, praying to grab his whole face
It linger up and down the town on careless heads
I was clean and fit polished and neath when my owner first helds
Now I sleeps out side the house under market table
I'm empty and baseless with nowhere to go or no one to call my people
Whole night I stand and lay thinking how important it had been
When I was holding water, endless love is the best I had seen
They bath me twice every day and poured water on me which is only safe to drink
If anyone careless me, my mother will spill his skin ink
but since water started passing through my anus and purse
There even mother started being careless saying I've ran my course
I'm an empty can rattling my way aimlessly
I'm a ball I'm being kicked everywhere Uselessly
I'm an empty can I will lift battling feet who cannot stand
Since I can no more hold climax of knowledge hand
I'm an empty I wish I had all to gain knowledge
And I swear i'll help anyone who had his whole heart pledge
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I Will Follow You
oh gentle heart, why hath thou spin blood so hurriedly?
has she threathen thee to bark with and without her presence.
since you hold her memory, you have never slept.
why heart, why did you let her presence make a turn against
my direction.
please heart speak, do not be sceard i am your keeper,
thou you hold me.
i had saw a woman who had the light to brighten the world
and you lay quiet as if she mean nothing.
i have meet a woman who will control nature with her beauty,
and yet you pretend not to see her.
i have gaze at a woman with the world, you left us alone as
if she did not worth it.
why heart, why did you adore that woman in that isolated hamlet?
did she hold your replica captive? or is she my extracted bones?
you had only saw her for three days and yet you complicate my thought
with a thousand meetings.
heart has she buckled you to succumb for my return in her nest?
heart i have looked with a billion glampse and have found a trillion
description but her types her many.
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Children Of Gaza
Ooo! ! ! you young infants of the stolen land
Be strong, you are the seeds of the sand
Rain of missiles showered you every day
the world watch as if it is a comic play
your playground has become a missile garden
And you had become a weed that need to be up rooten
every day of yours, some of you are called by him above
But with tears of sorrow you buried them with love
Ooo! ! ! you children of gaza
Be strong, God will answer your prayer
You have never had a memory of sweet infancies
your childhood is constantly rubbed by plague of brutalities
Your eyes are running water no more
they pumped blood from sorrows core
Ooo! ! ! children of this ruined kingdom
let no one break your spirit, they will call freedom
Ooo! ! ! you children of palestine
Be strong, your home will be a glowing vine
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My Religion
On one prelude to a brown new day
A man besides me woke up and pray
As curious as a caring mother
I questioned ''who is your maker''
He turn and showered a bundles of smile
And said ''I have been calling this words for a while''
Since he pushed you to this question
Well I shall show you my religion
first my faith is islam a peaceful teaching
we are called muslims the one that should do good thing
my maker is ALLAH, he is great
Unto him their is no equal weight
He born nor born or feels
He make he assigned and he kills
If we are wise, we should avoid our brothers bees
His mercy he grant for no fees
From abraham to muhammad he call
But the last is vital than them all
These people were meant for us to follow
But the last some say they did not know
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Poem For Ibi
Hello miss lady
Are you the woman called ebie
Well this melancholic praise is for you
An angel had inspired me to delivered it to you
This angel was the most beautiful
But now your advent had made are aweful
This angel was made on the first day of God's invention
But you were made on the day before God's creation
This angel was made with musk and light
But you were made with dusk and might
This angel had an invisible beauty
But you had a visible quality
This angel use to laured men into staring motion
But now you are going to traped them into virtous mission
Hello miss lady
Are you the the woman named ebie
Well this glorifying poem is for you
The men of this world had inspired me to delivered it to you
The named you the beauty of all beauties
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