Our thoughts and regrets of the things we could have done the other way, maybe right.
By Bennett chijioke.
THE DEED IS DONE
The past is by
The days are gone
With painful tears of mine
I wished am not done
But d Rubicon I’ve crossed
Cause the deed is done
Time is up
Pen is down
without doubt
Papers are passed
With many “this or that”
But my fate is sealed
Door of alteration shut
Cause the deed is done
I have casted my lot
I have traced my steps
Guess all is right
Later changes come late
But That I can’t take
Cause the coin is tossed
And the deed is done
Like An angered son with gun
Blind with ranged tears
Took the gun for fun
But cold dad on the floor
Brought back the fear
Wished he never touched d gun
But the doubt is cleared
And the deed is done.
By
Bennett Chijioke
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Very deep and inspiring.
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