I have a story

I have a Story

 Of how our tears daily dripped slowly

 To form lurid crystals of sour memories

 It's a story of how yesterday eclipsed with our future

 And of how our vision became blurred

 By the dark silhouette of blunt history.

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 I have a Story...

 Of how our backs cracked n our shoulders peeled

 Cos they daily bore bitter burdens

 And lifted loads heavier than a thousand story.

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 I have a Story...

 Of how our wails n screams became a beautiful lullaby

 And of how our dirge became as a melodious hymn.

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 I have a Story...

 It's a simile to the one my papa told me

 Maybe I failed him

 Maybe I failed me

 Maybe at dawn, my son will be telling the same story

 Cos he hadn't a Dad to rewrite a faded history

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 I have a Story...

 It's a story of wilted dreams.,

 It's a story of a blooming tree who sheds off her leaves before bearing seeds

 I have a Story...

 It's a story of him

 Who saliently saunters smurgy streets

 In sagged faded jeans and folded sleeves

 And every sweat dripping from his sun kissed skin

 Reminds him he'd have to pay for sins that aren't His.