With dark blood <br />You heave air in your breast <br />It is heavy <br />That load on your chest. <br /> <br />Doctor will call it hypertension <br />You eat no proteins <br />There is no milk in your bowl <br />And you think too much. <br /> <br />Your family have not known him <br />They want everything <br />It is your duty to swot <br />Is it yours to die too? <br /> <br />Father says sacrifice is true religion <br />But you are not Jesus Christ <br />If all this doing will snap your ribs <br />You had better rest.<br /><br />samuel nze<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hypertension/
