Fallen

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Fallen

BY HOPE HAVARD EREKOSIMA


I stand condemned in your eyes
but before I leave
I beseech you listen to the words
of a mere mortal.

I had dreams
that never saw the light of day
I made promises
that never came to be.

I set to build bridges
but never could a stair
The world I thought was mine
Crumbled before my eyes.

I took you for granted
and toyed with your emotions
Your love you freely gave
but I hurt your pride
and laughed at your fears.

Deeds of my folly
make my heart sick
I long to be at par with you again
though my wrong be great.

Turn away from my deceit
and let love reign again
Give me a new lease of life
and help me climb back
to the mountain we once lived.


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When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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