I missed the real me
The one here is strange
Even from the words I speak
I have to turn to my own page
For this new one I should skip
And level to my own range

Before I was cool
But the thirst to make a sound
Sometimes makes me a fool
I will be up even things are down
Fixing my mind and human tool
And promise not all days I frown

Tough to say sometimes
And hard to cope all time
So I invite my tears this time
With this maybe I will be fine

Sorry today I can't smile
But trust it only for a while
And I will make it when all been grind
This missing key is hard to find
Mere where people ignore to be kind
I will move and give you the smile

Sometimes I restrict the smile
Even to those that are mine
But I am pleading this time
To work on it and start to dine.

Mohamed G Dumbuya
#AG the Poet
✍️2020
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