Poemas
119Lips you pass so close
Yesterday is now gone
Yesterday is now gone
Out of my mind
I still believed in yesterday
Yesterday I had an easy life
And I had my dreams filled
With tears
Yesterday I was emotional
Today is not such a good day
The sky is grey
And it is foggy out there
It makes harder for drivers
To see
I am glad I don't have to
Drive
Anywhere today
Because it is boxing day
I am glad to stay home
I have a little life to live
That I am living every day
That my Father gave to me
A long time a go
My Father created me
With his holy hands
Also my Father gave me today
Some new clothes to wear
That he bought at the second hand store
I Iove second hand clothes
They are my style of clothes
I am not rich in money
Who cares
I have very little money to live
My friends care about me
I am glad they do
Also they are poor like me
We are very religious
Thanks god
And we are always praying
To God
Every night before going to
Bed
For a few hours
Now is time for all of us to
Go to sleep
Because now is getting very late
Tomorrow will be another day
I will go back to work for my god
Writing some poems
My Father
My Father
I could never lived
Without you
Please father
Understand that
I need you in my life
Because I would be lonely
Also it is you that made me
Many years ago
And placed me to live on earth
Gone butt not forgotten
Gone but not forgotten The people that died Of Aids Gone but not forgotten The homeless That have died of frostbite Gone but not forgotten The whales that the poachers Poached Gone but not forgotten The soldiers that had Died in the war over seas
After night
After night
Now that my Father
Ended the night very fast
I am glad that my Father
Brought for us the new day
Last night I left all the windows
Open in my house
So that I could air
My house
Because it was very hot
Inside my house
Also this morning the birds
Woke me up
Singing their beautiful tunes
Walked along the beach today
Walked along the beach today
Then decided to go swimming
Won't go to the deep water area
Because deep water isn't suitable
For us
Children of God
Welcome to a beautiful day
Making ourselves sleep late
So we should enjoy it as much
As we can
Because one day, these days
Will slowly drift away
Children of God
Welcome to a wonderful day
Let's not waste this day
Making ourselves go to bed late
Makeda
Makeda
Always remember
That you are a child of
God
And it was God that made
You
With his holy hands
Many years ago
Also God have made some
Black children
And some white children
Also
Makeda
The white children are
Your siblings also
Makeda
God want you also to
Have some respect for you
Siblings
And we hope that you all
Will have
Some respect for all you
Siblings
Makeda
Can you please just try
To love your siblings
Because they wanted to be
Loved by you
Makeda
I hope you remember that
You are
The oldest child of God
Yes you are going to die
Before you siblings
You must be strong
Because you won't
Live forever
Makeda
It is God that made life
Like that
AIso you are living a
Good life
That God gave you
Also God gave you
Plenty of freedom
In you life
Makeda
Please live you life to the
Fullest
Before you die
Makeda
I Know you feel very
Scared about dying
Makeda
You will be resting when you
Die in heaven
Makeda
You siblings will come to
You funeral
To say goodbye to you
I know it will be a sad day
For your siblings to
Loose you
But we know that in heaven
You will be resting in peace
And also sleeping in you
Brass bed
That is in you bedroom
In heaven
Vent
Vent
I am tired of of fighting
With people who don't understand
That I need to vent
Now that I am
Tired
They tell me
That I don't work enough
That is a white lie
I work a few hours for God
That is enough for me
Today is Sunday
I will sleep in in the morning
If I didn't had your love
If I didn't had your love
My Father
I would not be able to live
Without your love
Please Father give me
Some love
Because I know that
You have lots of love to spare
You are the one who made love
With your holy hands
Also it is love that heals
My broken heart
That is in pain
I already took lots of pain
Killers
And nothing worked
Yes I overdose on pain
Killers
That is something that is very
Dangerous to do
But I also was getting desperate
Yes Father lots of people broke
My heart again
I also don't know what else
To do
Because I hate to be alone without
Friends
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that is a good poem Written by Aldo kraas