Poem -

My Little Time

In my little time on earth 
I have seen a little suffering 
Suffering mostly caused by those who are supposed to protect. 
Can't believe I live in a time
Where I work
And my bosses see my reward as a gift. 
And not a wage. 
We know
So you can imagine 
How much God knows
In a time where 
My sweats 
Buys my masters
Sweets
We know
So it's obvious God knows
We are living the letters
And as much as I love justice 
In my little time of suffering 
I can't begin to imagine
An eternity 
So repentance I wish
Repentance I pray 
For that pain
My enemies not to gain
For if a little 
Hurts this much
Then the end will be a whole lot much. 

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The fish of the sea

Hi Cleo, I just wanted to say that this poem really resonates with me. Such a message, but you have managed to keep it light as well. Good therapy to vent on here is what I say! All the Best. The Fish of the Sea.

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Cleo Tomi Olajide

Thanks Fish... A lot of funny stuffs going on in the world. Warm regards. 

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Bradford

a great write thoroughly enjoyed it,rock

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Marion

Hi Cleo, please do not refer to me as price, the name is Marion...thanks
 

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Yiyan Han

You're strong and stay to be strong:

In my little time on earth 
I have seen a little suffering 

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John Loopstra

That is why I stopped praying to God and started turning to the Triple Goddess instead. I got me a different voice. Keep up the fight💪

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