Tag: poetry
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Unpained
Stucked deep in the soul until we arrive to the Messiah The journey was red and stretched with less gourds to assuage our thirst The babies’ cries lest echoe in our hearts yet we insist But here comes the day of light and nostalgia Since we met the Messiah our paths quick straight stands He…
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Life
The city of breath is unfair So much injustice against the province of Zion Forever they say “if only thou shall believe and remain faithful then…” But the saints are laid to rest daily at the adversary’s stance Further, they say “if Only one can have the desire to be, Then he shall be” Yet…
Anas Belah 