Life has never promised you anything.Nor has God... But people did
Some said they will never leave you... LIE...
Some said they will love you till death... LIE...
Some said you are the most precious one... LIE...
Some said they wouldn't have survived without u... LIE....
Life is made of such sweet Lies...
All that matters is, how you faced the time you finally realized those were just lies...
We may ask "wouldn't life be much better without these Lies?"
But in reality,
The times you lived on those big lies were the only times you lived... With LOVE n HOPE... Strange Irony of Life
This poem was nominated by UN as the best poem of 2008, written by an African kid:
Wen I born, I black
Wen I grow up, I black
Wen I go in d sun, I black
Wen I cold, I black
Wen I scared, I black
Wen I sick, I black
Wen I die, I still black
& u white fellow;
Wen u born, u pink
Wen u grow up, u white
Wen u out in sun, u red
Wen u cold, u blue
Wen u scared, u yellow
Wen u sick, u green
Wen u die, u gray
& u cal me Colored??

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