Last Regrets

Last breath

(Caugh,caugh)mhm
Hii Mhm.
I guess am talking to myself.
Ohh well my face is planted to the ground like meat on a dish.
You can just see by the sauce(blood) on the floor that this is the end.

Now am asking for forgiveness from God
Am sorry Lord I never allowed my young brother to dream
Am sorry Lord I would diem his hopes

It's a pity Im realising my faults.,
When my spirite is about to look at my "corpse".
I just hope that "crop".
called my brother 'grows'
Tall in pride
Am sorry i die on the ground so dirty

Lord am sorry I was a creature
a Hyena towards him.
It's a pity I realize this when my spirit is about to look at my corpse

Switch Maroboto
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Poet's note: The only thing I'll ever regret before I die is hurting my brother
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