Kelly Attrill
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Poem "Nomad":
- published August 25, 2009
- viewed 16 times
Other poems by Kelly Attrill:
»A prayer for me...«
»A Woman of Strength«
»Bafana I wana«
»Butterflies«
»Culture Crossroads«
»Cupid's weird way«
»Devil's Monopoly«
»Fallen too far«
»From the land of Milk and Honey«
»I don't know!«
»Insomnia of Society«
»Life«
»M.I.A.«
»Poison«
»Where have all the angels gone?«
»Who says mottos are always true?«
Visit Kelly Attrill's profile page
Poem "Nomad":
- published August 25, 2009
- viewed 16 times
Other poems by Kelly Attrill:
»A prayer for me...«»A Woman of Strength«»Bafana I wana«»Butterflies«»Culture Crossroads«»Cupid's weird way«»Devil's Monopoly«»Fallen too far«»From the land of Milk and Honey«»I don't know!«»Insomnia of Society«»Life«»M.I.A.«»Poison«»Where have all the angels gone?«»Who says mottos are always true?«»Nomad«
If it was you sleeping on the park bench making it your home.
Would you have the audacity to moan?
Complain about everything, under the sun because you live below the poverty line,
You might as well run...
Away from politics, conflict & distrust. Do these things exist to you?
Is having a bath a must?
Living life simply, going where you can.
Keeping your few belongings, is your number one plan.
Answering to no one, doing as you please, affecting the economy negatively – with ease.
He lived to be a hundred, a hundred & three. Just by living day to day not knowing his family tree.
He eliminated stress from his life,
letting no one rule but God.
Every moment was worth it even though it was so damn hard!
Would you have the audacity to moan?
Complain about everything, under the sun because you live below the poverty line,
You might as well run...
Away from politics, conflict & distrust. Do these things exist to you?
Is having a bath a must?
Living life simply, going where you can.
Keeping your few belongings, is your number one plan.
Answering to no one, doing as you please, affecting the economy negatively – with ease.
He lived to be a hundred, a hundred & three. Just by living day to day not knowing his family tree.
He eliminated stress from his life,
letting no one rule but God.
Every moment was worth it even though it was so damn hard!
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Hettie Van Zyl: "You know Kelly I realy love to read your poems it is always so close to reality.
and so simple but so true
thanks."