I am not handsome
I am not rich
It gives me not worries

I am not a perfect being
I lack some things I have some things

Play me beat I will sing
Sing me song I will dance
Even if you wish I will clap my hands
And stamp my feet on dusty grounds

Chase me I will run
Show me I will see
Abuse me with foreign tongues like someone speaking in tongues
I will hear
But fail to comprehend

Test me I will succeed
Hurt me I will endure
Seduce me I will rise and fall
And rise and fall
And rise and fall for forty four times non-stop

I'm ugly and poor
But possess abilities
Some people seek for.

Samuel C. Enunwa aka samueldpoetry

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