Here I was. Sat down. Thinking. And my pen was bleeding. It’s been bleeding for years. But if ignored it. Until I listened to a song. Fuck it. I’m back.


And I think to myself…..

We look at the world

And this is it

Rich
Poor
Sovereign and led
Thief
Liar
Conquerer
Killer
Murderer
Saviour
Kind and disgusting
Ideological
Swayed
Religious
Intimate
Honest
Manipulative
Lucky
Opportunistic
Closed doors or not
Come what may
This is the world
You want the truth
Don’t even look at your watch,
It loses and gains time!

Welcome back to poet bay Alvin
I’ve missed you
Let’s rock!



Words by Alvin Ziwa The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2025-10-04 at 00:07

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Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
Definitely welcome back Alvin. Welcome indeed. Just keep that leaking pen moving across the paper like this. Blessings, Allen
2025-10-04


guy-ann from GUYANA
which true ? everything seems more and more blur in caught an opaque foam
some truths look more true than others
2025-10-04