DON’T ASK ME HOW I BECAME A MAN.

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Don’t ask me how I became a man.

Do you know how it feels waking up
And your ears becomes home
Housing the sounds of gunshots,
With your eyes fed with your brethren’s blood.

Don’t ask me how I became a man,
Rather ask my Fatherland’s watchmen – our leaders,
Why they named peace a bastard;
Pursuing him outta our homes
While welcoming corruption with an outstretched arm
Accompanied with a grand feast.

Don’t ask me how I became a man
Rather ask how I survived this feat.
For with only this survival does one become a man
In the country I come from.

I am Emmanuel
©2018.

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