Tuesday, May 9, 2017

A TIRED SOUL

Am tired of caring heavy loads inside,
Every problem i face goes very wide,
It never mattered how many times I tried,
But all these made me feel so tired.

It is not that my life is complicated,
These are things i faced even before i was dedicated,
I thought of becoming a watch man, a guard
Who always protected but what about this soul
I own?

Life became boring and I had nothing to do,
Nothing in my ability was beneficial,
Now do you think my soul is at peace?

My hands have swollen from the job i did,
My nails have grown and no razor to cut them down,
Am young but with a wrinkled skin

If i should rest then let it not be for good,

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