My Soul Fated

My Soul Fated

A Poem by BETHUEL TJEBANE
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''saints'' fried up my soul in Hell.

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I try being myself and they go mad.
They're cursing, is it that bad?
They wanna lynch me,they say it's demonic.
Still wanna exorcise though i told 'em it's hedonic.
Pleading for my life with my plaintive voice.
They are putting it up like i had a choice.
Why would i choose to be hated?
They're playing God ,they got my soul fated.
Fried up my soul in Hell because i am a sinner.
I guess they're 'saints' going to Heaven for dinner.
I've been convicted multiple times for this 'treason'
But it's Okay, everything happens for a reason.

© 2018 BETHUEL TJEBANE


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The Last stanza was so awesome.
Really beautiful. Amazing how you penned down such raw emotions ❤️

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

BETHUEL TJEBANE

6 Years Ago

Thank you very Arpita, it means a lot, I'm glad you liked it
BETHUEL TJEBANE

6 Years Ago

*thank you very much Arpita, it means a lot, I'm glad you liked it
Arpita Mondal

6 Years Ago

You're welcome 😊

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BETHUEL TJEBANE
BETHUEL TJEBANE

polokwane, Not Applicable, South Africa



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