by Peculiar Ediomo-Abasi
Published on: Apr 13, 2007
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Type: Poetry

Because i surfaced through a woman
by the handiwork of a man,
tradition calls her my mother
and also calls him my father.

But i refuse to consider them as such
even though left alone i don't do much.
i live by the saving grace of God
even though my life is still so odd.

They yelled "He is an imbecile"
he doesn't worth our sacrifice.
I was left alone to my fate
as i was told "You are what I hate"

I have really come to discover
that all I need is love forever.
I may not be useful to the world
But make me happy with my stay in the world.

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