Israel poetry2022/03/16 22:25
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MY CHILDHOOD Drop to earth my childish to ask, Cold killed question and cry I ask, Question to ask the remain as a child, Coming as king as king I thought, Forever childhood so I thought. Growing to enjoy and enjoying my childhood, Saw an old man holding an advice, Said to my Little boy, play and think, Dance and prepare and sing the mystery, Now for work the grey hair coming. Childhood of sugar I laughed at the old man, Mother soup is sweet no need to think, No need to farm my mother owns it, Grandfather for grey mine for black, Laughed at old man but foolish I am. Growth now betray me, Height now kill me, Childhood abandon me, My time now thinking time, Urine at road side not my mother's back, Remember my childhood I shouted mystery.

MY CHILDHOOD

My childhood

My childhood

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