In my silent days
through my voiceless speech,
I waited for so long
to hear my untaught tongue.
I'M NOT SAD!
Waited for a soul that was done
A heart that was long gone
Hands that can barely hold on
Yet, I was going on & on.
So, they perceive, but
I'M NOT SAD!
I didn't lose myself
I know of my identity
so I assume,
I'M NOT SAD!
By: Josephine
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My type doesn’t have to extinct; we will find our own zoo
Paint us whatever color you can, graffiti is attractive
So long as we won’t conform, we won’t afford being
contractive
I figured you will never define us wonderful
My pack don’t even dream of being blissful
Perhaps your generation needs to live on less yell
Just so you don’t transform our being to hell
I have no doubt you are well informed and more experienced
Even more reason to keep going without being perplexed
Have you not figured we can live diversely and in peace now?
After all, we might not all win but we all have crowns!
By: Josephine Manya
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Nowadays you can’t connect, if you aren’t bold,
Gone are the times to be in our comfort zone,
If you spread your wings, you can catch the ball.
The way to mingling while earning,
A place where we engage and play as learning,
The rooms where with no care, we are sharing,
But, if we don’t hit the brake fast, it ends in blaming.
The world has become fun, but remains delicate,
When believers see wins, they might suffocate,
The law found its source to interrogate,
Grateful that we can all communicate.
By: Josephine Manya
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