VOICE OF THE BOYS CHILD

VOICE OF THE BOY CHILD. 


BY: BAMIDELE AYOBAMI LUKMAN  ( TALKING PEN) 

The boy was born 

to the earth with shards of glasses on his ribs. 

Human with a flesh, 

sobs for  a friend. 

On the earth to be my flirty


Deep voice of the boy child. 

Leaders of family, 

pater familias, 

soul of  humanity. 

I wasn't born to be a for the padlocks tied to against my speeches like histories of my fathers. 

Need a light in this caved life. 

Pardon me a new dawn. 


Voice of the boy.! 

Voice of the boy child!! 

The sea of touristry 

steals my the weight of a lack boy. 

Needs the care of   Queen  Elizabeth because I hold a life,

I am a black soul not a stone.


Am not a beas but a man

Need a voice from everyone. 

To be free from this prison. 

On the day of every 11 November, I am celebrated .


Broach of the boy. 

I am a boy owing to

perfection of a gold

Not a problem.

Lukmanbamidele83@gmail.com

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