A good nonsense game by mwl Godoni Yohana.
POEM NO 4. Till when shall I be tormented? Tormented and tortured since The time of my conception Till the time of my maturation. Life is a good nonsense game. Till when shall I be tormented? Tormented and tired, Working so hard Till hunchback But earn only a mock. Life is a good nonsense game. My dreams are broken into pieces My plans are spoiled as ditches My words are seen as clitches, Ooh shit life, Till when shall I be tormented? Life is the paradise for others But life is not the paradise Because Life is the hellfire to others. Ooh my rotten breath! Who has decayed you? If the man with a stick, Whyn't piece the stick And fight the owner? We shall take an action, Nor sooner than we speak When obsessed with devotion.