Am I really a humanitarian? a poem
AM I REALLY A HUMANITARIAN?
I met her in all honesty bliss
I fell in love I had this inner peace
Luck smiled at me I got her number
or is that not the order?
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Soon enough we began the calling,
conversing in the morning, afternoon and more in the evening
We gist we play, we joke and all
but I didn’t ask her out not at all.
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The passion soon went cold
colder than the dogs nose
but the issue is that who could I have told?
sighs… only God knows
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She had some issues and ran to me
I fixed her not that I had so much with me
We soon revived the withering root
I guess that’s how to tow love it destined route
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All these while she felt nothing for me or for us rather
although I’m at fault for not asking her out, no doubt
now she thinks I’m a humanitarian
Am I really a humanitarian?
You’re indeed humanitarian
Humanitarian with a big heart 💟💞
wow!!!