IT IS'NT SUCH A BAD DAY

IT IS'NT SUCH A BAD DAY

A Poem by kurrupted
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I was running around to get my hustle-on, could do nothing i thought, then here i am without what i intended to gain in the day but still i reached out in a way no money can...this life is crazy (lol)

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In the morning…

 

On the other side today I awoke,

Low spirited and broke,

I took a sip of coke,

And thought…

“This life’s a b***h, it chokes”

It isn’t a joke,

The feeling is so bad like a stroke,

My lord its you I invoke,

Rescue me or I be yoked,

 

Afternoon…

The day went by with no gain,

All my efforts went down the drain,

The 98 accord had a flat tire, in the rain

The whole situation only elevated my pain,

“What have you achieved today?” I thought in my brain

 

In the evening…

 

My cellphone rang,

It was my friend and needs me to come to his aid,

He said “my wife is sick and needs blood, come and rescue me”

I rushed to the scene and hope to wash away his misery,

Fortunately we have the same blood group,

And I was laid as a donor,

My inner self smiled for it was such an honor,

On the stretcher I supplicated,

“Thank you lord, for in my needs”

“I still have something via which someone I can feed”

“Not so a bad day indeed”

Cause I reached out.

And it made my day,

More than any mount of pay.

 

© 2008 kurrupted


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I really do like what you wrote up here!
Good one though xx

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Maiduguri, Nigeria



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