Guilty Down Handed

At the worn out classroom look,
Puzzled mind travelling way back,
When tiny was in the school,
Trapped inside the school wall.

Mind thought was in a cell,
Yet now locked in real jail,
Past refused to study hard,
Securing a bright future ahead.

Lack of proper knowledge,
Driven blindly by ignorance,
For others forgetting to care,
Self-clinging to obtain more.

Greediness eating slowly inside,
Each day more want to acquire,
Abandoning good morals on way,
For the love of insane money.

Jailed serving my sentence,
After canning robbing innocent people.



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Wakanya Opondo
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