for those that love me
I pray to be in your armsYou have turned my sadness to happiness
You have changed my hypocritic smiles to the good
You have made me realise that I am a human
I pray to be in your arms
Because your words are like stones pelted on me
They make me feel that I am the greatest
They make me understand what the world is
I pray to be in your arms
Because reading your penned words
Have shown me that somewhere in the distance we are together
Somewhere in Iran, we are enjoined by poetry and internet
Poetry by Onyeka Nwelue
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Written on 2006-06-11 at 02:54
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