By Nik Rajput
I keep my back of iron.
I am an effigy of silent clay.
Once upon a time I too
It was a gift, today I am useless.
someone shoots someone does love
I am an accident in my own life.
leaving the colony of love
I am living in the street of hate.
teddy bear for someone
So I’m a toy for someone.
I am under wine and God
I write my situation everyday.
used to die on one face today
I live like a living corpse.
Similar Posts by The Mt Kenya Times:
- Porsche 911 GT3: The driver’s car that defies the spec sheet
- Name, shame, ban: Police put violent political actors on notice ahead of 2027
- Kanja puts recruits through their paces ahead of Kiganjo passing-out
- Humbelani Priscilla Nemanzemba: Building Africa’s entrepreneurial future, one business at a time
- Salary: The sweetest contraceptive ever invented
About the Author
