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Realize by hammarh

True identity,masked by our uncertain nature

True identity,masked to all but our creator

We find pride in name tags and detailed cards

Immersed into a world which finds comfort in this facade 

Never to realise who or what we truly are

I speak on my own grounds

I stand firm to my nature

My heritage,my character,my appearance,my culture

Never to alter,despite perseverance 

I am Hammarh,the voice of the somalian rebels

I embody the cries of the albinos in Tanzania

My hands fight for my brothers in cairo

The very same hands which wash away tyranny in Zimbabwe

My mind

Lost in demise in Northern Nigeria

My Body

Lodged in the thighs of the women in Ethopia

My intellect made the pyramids of Sudan what they are today

Babbles of insanity,left alone to wonder these deserts day by day

Neglected son of mother Africa

Her beauty ever so glorious by night

My duty,to accept this fate i fight

I live and stand alone

But live to stand for many

I am what I envision myself to be

Likewise,envision me as what you want me to be

Just dont try to change me

Confide in your thoughts

For better or for worse

While my mind resides in my my originality…..

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My addiction

Cancer sticks,straight up I’d mention it

Cancer sticks,when im depraved with thoughts

Cancer sticks,when im full of joy

Cancer sticks,when im enraged or worse

Cancer sticks,right after I eat

Cancer sticks,before my next meal

Cancer sticks,every night so I can sleep right

Cancer sticks,from dawn till midnight

Cancer sticks,when my minds perplexed 

Cancer sticks,I just had sex

Cancer sticks,the rush which I crave

Cancer sticks,my early grave

-Leul Hammarh

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And then there were 3(A story of faith) by Leul Hammarh

Sometimes life gets pretty hard, we all complain
But most of us don’t know the true meaning of pain
Some don’t know what is feels like to lose a friend
A loved one is lost for every one you gain
We don’t know what hustle is till we’ve been there
Has life ever gotten so helpless it’s had to bear?
But you just hold on cause you’re in fear
Fear to loose what you love, what to have, what u suffer for
Family, cause they were with you, even when you were poor

Well heres a story of true dedication:

Faith she’s called, Somalia was her nation
3 kids to feed, but no support
her husband did a good deed, and got caught
He was imprisoned
For no legit reason
He saved a young boy from a rebel attack
Pretty smooth yeah? , but here comes the crack
He was caught up with, In the heat of the sun
The rebels took no mercy, he watched the boy burn
Then he was jailed, with wounds on his body, deep in
5days really frail, he died sleepless, thinking
Praying for his wife and children
Almost ran crazy thinking rebels might have killed them
No, they were safe, his prayers might have worked
Or did they? The devil waited till the right time clocked
Faith was taken to a refugee holding
Life was better, food was scarce, but now they could sleep safe
Until Faith got raped, what a cold thing
To make matters worse she got raped by her first son
His baby brother made it his duty to take his bro to the grave
Grieving and screaming, Faith needed help n she kept seeking
It never came, her son bled to death, with aid from no one
Now faith was left with 2 children, teenage years
She knew they were grown, she kept living in fear
To her dismay her daughter had sex with a general, for their freedom
They got it but karma struck, he killed her knowing she’d leave em
Faith was left with only one child, the brother killer
Dejavu happened when he also tried to feel her
He stopped and looked at her and cried
He promised her a better life before she died
Faith was strong she forgave her son
After all she had been through, she didn’t

want to loose another loved one
He had his break, young gifted inventor
Billionaire bill gates had always been his mentor
And as he promised he gave his mother a better life
Moved to the states and got a decent wife
Faith was comfortable but still reminiscing
All the family members gone, n friends still missing
She kept strong saying she was gonna take life easy
Too bad Faith, Life aint always that breezy
She had to learn that in a bad manner
Her sons plane crashed, there was no way to calm her
Faith started taking drugs, she almost went mental
But life is never free nor fair, our very breath is a rental
Faith couldn’t take it anymore, she was running crazy
First her husband, her first son, her daughter, now her baby
She thought for a while, and made her decision
Suicide became Faiths number one mission
Thrust a blade through her heart, and she bled to death
She only uttered “why” with her final breath
Sad story, faith took her own life
And there’s more to the story,

her baby boy survived..

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Leul Hammarh: Nomadic traveller,spewed from the Nubian Desert,a freethinker,deist,aspiring effective philanthropist,proud African,and an all round badass.....THC filled mind,Inspired words and directed fingers,it cant get anymore basic..R.I.P Fela Kuti

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