(salaamu alaikum all- this is my firt time on somaliaonline and I don't know if this is the appropriate place for me to post. (Please do advise me)
BURDEN!
Beneath the heavens we find-planets.
Of the planets, earth we find,
Air we find! Water we find!
Food we find! Filth we find!
Famine we find!
Who do we find?
What do we find? Where do we find?
Cluttered, Burden shall find?
Born as a Baby, Behold, Burden will prevail,
Powerful and ballistic, yet, able to be Persistent.
Pain is something, with nothing to Gain.
Glory, is what I aim to be my Ultimate Gain,
Saturating my Pain and Gain, Grief is not my Aim.
Love is full of lust; love is full of life,
Life is to love to live your life,
Long and lengthy, But yet Bumpy,
Burden is bound to Borrow your life.