Mandela

A Poem by sEyethe

why do we chase

senseless paper

with a prisoners head

yet cry when we chop

down some trees?

we are vain, vile and

brave about being

CONTRADICTORY!!

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The world is senseless,
full of contradictions.

Prisoner to death,
Now imprisoned by life.

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Added on October 3, 2013
Last Updated on October 3, 2013

I am Sthe that's more than enough about myself... My poetry shall speak on my behalf... I am real yet don't truly exist 'cause we NEGUS more..

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