When I was sixteen (my story)
When I was sixteen
I puzzled like I was fourteen
My thought grew above eighteen
And I looked as if I was nineteen.
When I was sixteen
I acted like the third Adam
My eyes opened ahead of twenty.
And I ate the glowing fruit of Eve.
When I was sixteen
I refused to flee like Joseph
When Mrs Potiphar served me a meal
Cause I didn't want to be unwise.
When I was sixteen
Holiness to me was a stranger
I washed my purity in naughtiness
and smoking was my breathe.
When I was sixteen
Religion wasn't my friend
I refused to be a church rat
Cause I wouldn't eat prayers
When I was sixteen
My head was forced to live with the bible
So as to be roofed like a pastor
But my eyes nerved across the sea.
When I was sixteen
I own a home with a ghost
All night we rested on each other
And shared the best of our fruits.
Wale Fidel~(D'HolyPoet)
- Author: Wale Fidel ~(D\'HolyPoet) (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 18th, 2021 13:42
- Category: Short story
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Comments1
When I started to read this poem, I could really see a boy of sixteen!
Great work, HolyPoet...❣😄
Thank you so much
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