27/04/2020
THE BLUE ARRAYS
It came like a wind coming from the south,
And like a pig trying to ran out of it's pen,
I tried so much to let it out,
By writing my past with my pen,
But will the current in my bone be cut out?
Oh my life! Oh my life!! I cried with pain
The blue array is a collection of a clear day,
An interview with a moment like this,
And a subject to a dead day!
That makes a man look at his past and say "what a day like this!!"
Woe to that man that has no dead day,
Or to that man who believe in easy things,
I once had a thought of su***de,
A very awful and a bad thought,
Not until when I found an angel by my side,
It's showed me way that have never be taught,
A bluesy array in my slide,
I tried running away so I won't be caught..
A blue array I what I hope for,
What I need to get,
I had always wish to be the fore,
Among my midst and also the best,
But I know one day, the angel arranged for me,
Will come searching for me and seeking my face first..
Kelechi Divine Emmanuel
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