A Round Table
He was told killing people was a wrong
thing to do
He got angry one day and killed
someone
The people killed him to teach him a
lesson
That killing people was a terrible thing to
do.
She loved a man with all her heart
He was married to a woman after his
heart
She stole his heart and broke her heart
Years had walked, she owned his heart
He met a girl whom he loved and gave
his heart
She sobbed & wondered why people
took what belonged to another.
I know I did wrong, but hey I'm human
Flesh and blood, bad as they come
Lord forgive me, and ignite thy amnesia
She cheated on me with my best friend
Yeah, I'll forgive someday but will never
forget.
He searched for joy but never found it
He found the bottom of every bottle
And the thrill in the fusion of his fist and
face of his wife
The son crying, watches, never wants to
be dad-like
The man is formed with a tempering
temper
She nags at him, he becomes his dad.
The president's dumb, who put him
there?
Just give me a chance, I'll realign the
stars
They all are thieves who lead us blind
A shooting star grants you your wish
'Good morning Mr. President', they
greeted, you grinned
Barely a year, your hair is gray and your
body frayed
The mouths that cheered, the same that
jeer.
I don't have anything, no not a thing
Just my health, my family, my friends,
my life
Life you've not been fair
I want a car, a house, a babe, or babes
I want money, fame, respect, the all of it
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poem by Jenim Dibie
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