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2021-08-29 17:54:50 You made a love poet out of a passive observer,
An ardent out of an apathetic.
You became the pigment for a faded soul;
You are color,
A lesson from the story,
An ending to an arc.
You are the last line.

You made a king out of a short tempered belligerent;
You became the self for the selfish;
You are the staff in the middle of the ocean,
The immortality for the sentenced bum.

You made a warrior out of a kid;
You became the decoration for the noose,
You are a sword sheathed in the stone,
A new found potential for the talentless.

The slingshot for David,
The harp of an angel,
A pen for the writer,
A reason for a man.
You make a person,
When a person knows you.

-Wukong’s Sacrifice
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2021-08-25 20:10:46 “See what you don’t understand is that:
If I were to write the law,
I would write the bad that I would never do,
The sins that are out of my scope;
The extreme evil I judge,
For the law is made to judge,
But would that make the bad I do right?
Would that make the law fair?
It wouldn't, would it?
And young man, you'd find that there is no way around authority in this world...
It’s suffocating to think about, really,
But hey,
Let’s not dwell on this;
Let's just say:
Lady justice is blind
And so is what the law maker pretends to be,"

-Blind
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2021-08-23 11:28:05 Conversation #8
(With The Madman)

Almost 3a.m. and he texts me, "You know, nobody really knows you."

I smiled a bit of course, for the literal definition the sentence held. And asked, "Oh?"

He then proceeds to say, "Nobody knows you. Because "you" is singular but there's no singular you. Because you is the many people that have interacted with you. And you have distinct character in every person's mind you have crossed path with, so there are multiple versions of you.'

You see. There's no singular you.

And you...the one who's currently reading this, you
since nobody really knows you
make sure to be a positive addition
to somebody else's "you".

Be kind.
Be humble.
And learn to forgive too.

Because there's no singular you,
remember and make the plural you.

P.S I did use too many YOUs.


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2021-08-20 16:52:44 -something from the notepad #15
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2021-08-18 14:04:08 አባታችን ሆይ
በሰማይ የምትኖር...
የሌለኝ በዝቶ ታይቶኝ
ያለኝን እንዳልዘነጋው
ትልቅ አድርገህ ፈጥረኸኝ
ልቤን ታናሽነት ከተሰማው
ባለማስተዋል ጥበብህን
ብኩርናዬን እንዳልሸጠው
በ"እባክህን" የሚጀምረው ፀሎቴን
በ"ተመስገን" አንተ ሙላው፡፡

【ኤሳው】


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2021-08-16 15:03:03 【Dear Idiot Reader #2】

I usually write two lies and one truth but I have been on writer's block for so long, I have decided to take a different route and stick with the truth this time.
(No, telling one truth doesn't make an honest person out of a perpetual liar.)

I wouldn't like to introduce myself, but here are some random facts that absolutely have no use to you.

Writer's note: Old habits die hard so maybe not everything written down here is true.

For ten consecutive years, since I have started using pen I have written in black.
But last year on the eleventh, I have switched to Blue.

The real reason: I started to like my handwriting in blue.
The supporting reason: one of my best friends likes it too.
The poetic reason: I happen to call this best friend Something Blue.
The reason I am discovering as I am writing this now: I changed the color of my pen around the time we were in a lockdown and changing my pen was the only thing I could do.

Hi.
It's probably nice to meet you.
I have gotten my heart broken two times and a third one is probably soon due.
(No it wasn't over some teenage love and I'm not a teenager.
You know what, forgive me. This particular information isn't really true.
Not the fact I'm not a teenager. That one absolutely is.)
(Oh, also. Either I lied and came clean
or I lied about lying to you.)

I have stopped reading other people's poems except one person's because I'm afraid I'd start to sound like them and lose my bit of originality.
I have watched some writer's interview recently, and when she said she once hasn't written in two/three years I have gotten scared my writer's block might end up lasting for eternity.
And though I don't demand attention from the world, I think I am scared of mediocrity.

I currently have three dreams and all of them scare me.
I have a friend that would tell me to take a leap because 'scare' only means I'm dreaming big but I'm not sure I have a big heart that is brave enough to follow them.

I have been blessed enough to see life with pink glasses but I know what it looks with a black and white too.
I talk loud.
I jump around.
And I learned confidence by faking my way through.

Hello.
Now is probably the cue to introduce my name to you.
Obviously, I'm not going to.
In fact, I think this has been too much information
so I'd like to stop writing this entry too.

Remember. Telling one truth when you have been lying through all your pages
doesn't make an honest person out of you.
So no. This was not a breakthrough.
I won't lie and say I will make a habit out of this too.
But it has been a while, so to end with one final truth
it has been a real pleasure talking to you.


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2021-08-14 21:13:48 【እንደመጣ፣ እንደወረደ፣ በታሰበበት ቋንቋ የተጻፈ】

Loving you, it was like getting into an arranged marriage without knowing better.
You know, without having someone you love so the whole arrangement kind of feels...okay?

ሀገሬ፣ ከነስህተትሽ ከነጉድለትሽ የወደዱሽ አሳድገውኝ
ማንና ምን እንደሆንሽ ሳላውቅ
በልጅነቴ ላንቺ ታጨኹኝ::

Loving you, it was like imagining a person I have never seen and people talking them up for a blind date.

አንቺ የታደልሽ መሬት
ቅድስት የሚለው ገላጭ ከፊትሽ አለና
ካንቺ ሳይሆን ከሰው ከሰማሁት
በሙዚቃ፣ በፍቅርሽ ወድኩኝ፡፡
አይተውሽ እነሱ ሲያለቅሱ
ግና ባላይሽም፣ ባላውቅ ምን እንደምትመስይ
ከሚወዱሽ፣ ከሚያቀነቅኑልሸ ጋራ
አብሬ አለቀስኩኝ፡፡

Because loving you, it came from the music I grew up listening to.

እናማ፣ "ኢትዮጽያ" በተባለ ቁጥር
እነ ጥላሁን፣ እነ ቴዎድሮስ ካሳሁን ትዝ እያሉኝ
ሀገር ምን እንደሆነ ሳይገባኝ
እንዲያም ሆኖ አንቺን ወደድኩኝ፡፡

Because love was a beautiful art
and art was full of words
ካነበብኩት፣ ከገጠሙሽ አንቺን ገጠምኩኝ።
ድንገት ሲያምሽ፣ ዘመም ስትይ
"አዬ እመብርሀን ምነዉ ኢትዮጵያን ረሳሻት?''
ብዬ እንደ ሎሬቱ እኔም ተቀኘሁኝ።

Because I have been told love was blind
አይኔን ሳልገልጥ፣ ከየት እንደመጣ በማላውቀው ተስፋ አንቺን ወደድኩኝ፡፡

ሀገሬ፣ ካንቺ ጋራ ሁለት ግዜ በፍቅር ወደኩኝ፡፡
This was the first time.
ሳላውቅሽ ወደድኩሽ፡፡

And then I grew up.

ከዚያ...ቀለም መቀባትን አስለምደው
ሰንደቅሽን ባሳሉኝ መምህሮቼ
በነሱ አንቺን ወደድኩኝ፡፡
ስቀው በሚያስቁኝ በነዛ ጓደኞቼ
ሀገሬ አንቺን ፈለኩኝ፡፡
እኔነቴ፣ ማንነቴ አንቺን አልፎ ለኔ የሚደርስ መስሎ ታየኝና
ይኸው ለሁለተኛ ግዜ "ኢትዮጵያንማ እወዳታለሁ" አልኩኝ፡፡

Because love was learning you see
እናም እኔ፣ ዙሪያዬን ከከበኝ ህዝብ አንቺን ተማርኩኝ።
ሀገሬ፣ የመጀመሪያ ፍቅሬን አንቺ ላይ ሆኜ አገኘሁና አንቺን ወደድኩኝ፡፡
I felt grateful.

*In sickness and in health
Until death do us part.*

They said the best things are felt not seen
እናም ሳላይሽ ስለወደድኩሽ
በራሴ ኮራሁኝ፡፡

Tell me, is it too soon to marry someone after the second date?
Too quick to say you are in love after the first?
And perhaps, too reckless to steal blue french horn hours after meeting them?

አይኔን ጨፍኜ ያፈቀርኩሽ ሀገር፣
ተክሊል ካቆራኘን በኋላ
ያረግሽውን ካባ አውልቀሽ
አይንህን ገልጠህ እየኝ ብትይኝ
እርቅናሽ ልቤን ከከበደው
ጋብቻችን ይሰምር ይሆን?

ስትወድቂ፣ ስትቃትቺ
ከተሰማኝ፣ ከባዘንኩኝ
ለተገለጠው አይኔ
አዲሱ ፍቅር ይሄ ይሆን?

I'm not asking for a divorce yet
but perhaps we moved too fast, too soon?
If I asked for a couple more dates before the whole marriage commitment,
would it be too crude?

Would you be offended if I said, "I would like to get to know you more"?
I heard it was not the kind of thing you ask your wife for.

Would I be breaking our vows?
If i said I need space to see clearly.
Would it be degrading all I know about love?
Would it be degrading the holy matrimony?

ሀገሬ፣ loving you was like getting into an arranged marriage
but breaking up with you cause you don't fit my imagination seems a bit harsh.
So I would like to get to know you.

ማነሽ?
የነፃነት ተምሳሌት፣ የጥቁር ኩራት የተባልሽ
የፍጥረት መጀመሪያ አንቺ ድንቅነሽ
የገነት ወንዝ የሚዞርሽ
ቅድስት ኢትዮጵያ፣ ቅድስት ሀገሬ
አንቺ ማነሽ?

ስለራስሽ ብታወሪ፣ ከአድዋና ላሊበላ
ከአክሱምና ከፋሲል ግንብ
ካሸበረቀው ማንነትሽ ውስጥ
የተደበቀ ቁስልሽን ታሳያለሽ?

ሀገሬ፣ ድሮን ትተሽ ዛሬን አውሪ ብትባይ
አንገት ቀና የሚያስደርግ ታሪክ አለሽ?

ወይስ በዚያ ግዜ፣ እንትናን ድል አረኩ
እያልሽ ትናንትናን፣ ነበር ታወሺያለሽ?

ቅድስት ሀገር፣ አንቺ ማነሽ?

አይኔን ጨፍኜ፣ በፍቅርሽ የወደኩኝ
ስትወጊ የማቃስት፣ እኔስ ማነኝ?


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2021-07-28 19:32:36 Forbidden fruit;
Fruit nonetheless.
There's destruction growing in a garden
It's freedom for the misguided
And temptation is a breath not drawn and
Adherence is suffocation.

Forbidden fruit;
Edible nonetheless.
Sometimes knowledge is a curse
And ignorance is innocence
Avoidance is wisdom,
And courage is cowardice

Forbidden fruit
Poison nonetheless
A blur in a vision
A sidetrack on a journey
A disguised demise

Forbidden fruit
Awaits the fool
Calls the weary
Sweet forbidden fruit
Consumes the consumer
Merciless fruit
Condemns the hopeless
Hell is earth,
And heaven is empty

There's a life in a garden
And on it grows death
And there's a song for any fool that's willing to listen.
Loud echoes in an empty paradise
Hisses from the lifeless eden.

-Hisses from Eden
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2021-07-10 14:30:06 Oh sweet Persephone;
Locked inside a cell
Who would be brave enough to tell you,
That the flowers you loved,
Those kinds don't grow in hell.

-Dear Persephone
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