A Wrong My Right
I do right to have wrong put upon me
I do right to have problems spat upon my face
I cry not of sad but of a beautiful song
for all the wrongs place in front me
I smile a joy so strong, from now til not long
to the next, this life will pass on
I do with all my might to disperse a beautiful
flowing poem, never to wither but live on
poem by Kelvin Owusu
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