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My complaint: The Microphone’s Protest

know yourself

There is a path that your part can partake in.

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Long enough I’ve waited
Waiting to be unleashed from my disease
Men tossing me up and downSome in their saliva want me drown
The yell of many make me sick
Like a parasite to me they stick
Highly function used for
But function lowly anchored


The preacher manages
Day after,
The demised hero damages
Being shrink ceaselesslyth (13).jpg Only a few handle easily

The umbilical cord
The amplifier shares with me
Saves me of blame
Though me guilt it takes in shame
Enough of this misappropriation
I deserve better care in reciprocation.


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Keep doing it,
Someday someone will see it.

It might not have been that good,
But your commitment will cover a rood.

I’ll keep doing good everyday,
Cos I saw the result yesterday.


“The greatest tragedy in life is not death, but a life without a purpose.”
Myles Munroe

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