My Misfortune


I tried belonging
In the midst of people
With whom I shared the same blood,
But was discarded like a waste product.

They said I had a blue blood 
Running in my vein,
And my skin with more melanin.

Momma cursed the day I was born
Cos I never cried but smile
Papa said u came from an unknown world
And my kind were not to be spared.

I was born a misfortune
For people dispersed when I appeared
I had a pink hair with a black skin
Hazel eyes that looked witchy.

I was born a misfortune
With a pen and book
I came out of momma’s womb
Spoke the wisdom of grey hairs
Born at twelve on an unusual day,
I was named after a misfortune

Enjoyed this? Check out other Poems from this author

Please follow and like us:

12 thoughts on “My Misfortune

  1. I have seen lots of useful things on your website about computer systems. However, I have got the impression that laptops are still not nearly powerful sufficiently to be a good selection if you typically do projects that require plenty of power, for instance video editing. But for net surfing, microsoft word processing, and most other common computer functions they are fine, provided you may not mind the little screen size. Appreciate sharing your thinking.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *