
Since my early childhood I was
playing and I still remember
growing up and becoming
me
that made me rebel
learned and still trying
I didn't miss anything from the pampering
that shaped my life
I knew I had a homeland
My ancestors lived in it
so they taught me to protect it
and I still serve it
until I became free and confident
like a ship captain
so it became bigger than me
which made me deny
I suffered and still endure
and no peace of mind
what exhausted my soul
I began to long for retirement
to rest in it
so I worked to welcome it
and I still plan for it
until I found myself free
like a wrestler in the field
time was no longer enough for me
to accomplish everything I decided
so I immigrated and I still move
and there is no place that makes me happy
a place where I can rest
I love writing down ideas
and expressing what I feel
so my direction was Published
And I still write articles
Until I realized that I have readers
Since my first attempts I was
pressing my sleeve and I still publish
I have matured and I have a name
that made me proud
of the "Vocal" platform and I still practice it
About the Creator
Kisama Riyo
I have always been interested in poetry and essay, especially rhyme style, so I decided to post my essay here and see if I have any talent in poetry or not.



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