The day I started smoking



Some things are hard to be forgotten,
I hardly don't smoke
But I've fallen for it
Just like a cow I've manage to eat
With wounds in mouth
Still I swallow with same tounge
Daily plague over same view
Over my mind still got same tattoo
As well photo too
My mind ain't like a statue
The flame over nose and mouth
Making a prayer north till south
Above all my problems tick like a clock,
If I think about them I get shock
The day I started smoking
It was May 8
Like a gun sign hands sign
Still I shoot troubles
All I wish I could vanish through soil like water,

The day I started smoking

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Poem by. Bongani V Shinga
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Known as. DaSoulstriker
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Jozi Poet Art Work Inc
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Pneumarella Society of Art (PSA)