TEACH ME TO CRY
"TEACH ME TO CRY"
Bruised, beaten
Battered by life.
Too oft i cry
I suck with my pride.
.
Been tossed left and right
I cry day and night.
My face's now marred by
Permanent tear lines.
.
I never knew an antidote I'll find.,
To my alibis and frights
Till I walked past that isles
And felt cheated by life.
.
I tried hard to cry
But tears I can't find
I've forgot how to cry
My tear bank has gone dry.
.
" Like how do you
tilt your eyes
Whenever you cry? "
.
I've passed the fire of life
I'm refined, to a different guy,
When next I'm beaten by life,
I'll need a girl or a guy
To teach me to cry.
Emmanuel Momoh
© 2019.
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