"The thought about sickle cell
I mean the rage about sickle cell
Imprisons me in this cell
Maybe my birth was a buy and sell
Maybe my parents was dumb
As to AS as to SS.
I don't get misery
This drink of birth makes me dizzy
I'm in pain like my desert is plain
No water to quench this taste
This stigma hits like pastery
What were you thinking
Why bore me to let me sink in
This hot bowl of tears I live in
It's a crazy world I'm living
Each day I sit to reminisce
I frown to hell in my premise
I'm lost, not found, not blessed like you promised
Every step of good deeds I've sure missed
This is my message of hope to my generation
Life is more than appendix penetration
It sweets like sugar while you moan in auto narration
Sex is foolish if it's brings you confusion.
Dear SS avoid other SS
Seek for AA
Again Avoid SS
Excess children comes with SS
You felt the groan sweetly why you moan
I payed the prize yet I'm in pain
You left me a world with no Gain"
©COMMON WEALTH MUSE
POET: IZA
16TH JUNE 2020
Came across this cool piece, Felt the need to do a cover. Thanks for the consent. Common wealth Muse is more than just a group. They're out to enlighten and educate the general public. Armed with Poets, the likes of Sir GC, IZA amongst a few.
Permit me an audience in line
Am always a rider in time
In wisdom she prays for enlightenment
they felt the groan sweetly while they moaned
She felt like hell was set ablaze
I felt, I did not know what I felt
I was just a keen eager to learn.
She was eager to learn
To grow, to live free.
She was cold in flames.
We would ware our frown
We watched sickle sickle
The cells of mistakes
So little tells of her beautiful Tales.
She was the one that got away.
A Face to hang
She was free at last.
Title: Sickle Sickle
Author: Rozedahpoet
BOOK EXT: JUNGLE TALES
©WRITERSWRING
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