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BEATEN

ORIGINAL POETRY BY

I walk alone in the broken street
With barkings and growlings
I go alone through the empty days
Without any care nor feelings*

Sometimes I wish my farewell could find me
And tell me I'm leaving;
But I stand alone, I cry alone
And I'm alone in life without meaning

I march across the line
With dark countenances upon mine;
Then this worthless question
Starts bothering my strengthless mind

Would they wonder what it's like
To be the only darkness among them lights?
So I guess they'll never know
And everything will remain behind the rights

I never wanted to spin the yarn and tell a stupid rigmarole
All I ever longed for was a tiny space in their hearts and soul
I don't want to go on as a discrete night wanderer
Who is yet to be forgotten

I only want a smile from the world
Some love from home and one piece of your heaven

And so the story gets told
By myself, the very much beaten

Notes

This is my entry for day 59 of a 100 days of poetry challenge organized by @d-pend in association with the steemit school on discord which you can join here.

https://discordapp.com/invite/hyfYQ9P

Love @adebayopaul

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