by Peculiar Ediomo-Abasi | |
Published on: Apr 13, 2007 | |
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Type: Poetry | |
https://www.tigweb.org/express/panorama/article.html?ContentID=12441 | |
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. « return. |