Sadness.,

Sadness is that paining moment
when mama only wanted me near
but i always become so silent
that she breaks into advice of tears
she says.
“Son I’ll always grant you hope,
as a weapon better than the sword
to change the situation of home,
whenever you get hid of my word
you can always be on the top
of your destined wishes in this world
so my boy you gonna fight
and take my word as your mirror
Open your eyes, see the light
For this is a darkness filled era.
So son when you trode on for school
consider all this cost and expense,
Make the hard-earned mind your tool
and your steps shall give great sense”
Then mama stops and turns away,
– they will put you upon the bait
hides her tears and painfully she say
– escape my boy,don’t stand and wait
“There you go boy,
some come back carrying a trophy
Some brought back, carried in a coffin”

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