*BLACKBIRD*
Of deaths and its thought
Like linings on palm trees
She smiles though shallow
For she'd never cry
No place is big enough for holding
All the tears she aches to pour
For her mama's name was lonely
And her dad's pain
For no one would ever want her
Alone in the world of mockery,
Rejected even in the lane of slavery,
The tears she was holding finally pour,
Why Is she considered to be this poor,
She's the sister of doom,
Who's lonely looking at the moon,
Here is her real name, rejection,
Sadist is the girl with no affection,
A life full of lamentation.
Why me? she asks
While doing her master's tasks
Maybe I should end it all
And forget I was here at all
If only I had someone to talk to
Discuss all I need to
But I'd never have
Cos life is too hard.
Life is hard
It makes me sad
I'm the black bird
Not accepted anywhere
Hardly do they know what I denote
But gladly go with what I connote
I believe and heard
That life is too hard.
*Fortune Ikechi & Idris Yewande Omobolanle*
*©Kay*
*The Fragrance Pen*✍
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