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Sometimes, I just want to run away,
And be by myself somewhere.
Somewhere far, far out of the real.
Yes, somewhere beyond the physical,
I just want to disappear.
Sometimes, when I see the tears of orphans,
When I see the tears of widows,
I yearn to disappear far away.
Far away, where my eyes witness no more sorrows.
Sometimes, when I see the poor decry injustice,
Like the incident with old man Jargba, who was unjustly jailed;
I wonder what has happened to human conscience.
Why have we normalized the doing of evil?
Sometimes, I wish I weren’t born,
Cause why must I awake each day,
To news that brings no joy but despondence?
News that crumbles the soul and hangs your heart in dismay?
This was written by our contributing writer, Emmanuel Gleekia.
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