I JUST HAVE TO CONFESS


My portrait shall speak less
Of me, my excess
My home addresss
My neighbour Agnes

My friends and senseless
Foes giving me stress
My family, my mistress
My look and my dress
My talks and address
To people, my plainess
My joy my sadness
My thoughts my recess
My mind my madness
My good my goodness
My hate my hateless
My strength my weakness
Unless and unless
My rhyming stress
Written sleepless
Days and darkness
You’ve read to suppress
Your worries and your stress
I just have to confess.
Samuel C. Enunwa Apr. 12, 2010.
http://samueldpoetry.blogspot.com/
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