Once when I was young,

I was happy and cared free.

I used to run around laughing

Until it was time for meals.

I used to play

And smile all times.

I used to feel on top of the world

I used to feel fine.

It was amazing how things change

When people let you down.

And how that once happy face

Turns into asolemn frown.

You search and search

For someone who Cares,

Anyone who understands,

Anyone who dares.

Loneliness it hurt's.

It kills you deeply inside.

It makes you feel empty,

It stops you in your stride.

You cry yourself to sleep,

Hugging your pillow tight.

Wishing for someone

To hold you through the nights but all alone!

Life is full of sadness,

Pain and misery.

But all alone.

Disease hit me up (COVID19,malaria, etc),

No incoming call on

But all alone.

Once when I was little,

I was never on my own.

But now I pray at night,

All alone!.

Inspired by the crying a crying African child chained to death by whites to date.

2020 weekly motivation articles by —Kyomugisa Frankline.

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