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You beat your chest all the time,
Inflicting pains to your innocent heart,
Now it wails like a hungry toddler
whose mother voyaged away with all the milk.

You beat your chest all the time,
And crowned yourself a demigod,
screaming of your enviable talents
And blinding ears with the dust of lies.

You beat your chest all the time,
Drag and brag of your Instagram followers,
Like a peacock covered in beautiful feathers
You cannot fly.

Why do you beat your chest all the time
When you are just famous, broke and broken?

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6 Comments

  • Tuedor Abigail
    Posted August 3, 2019 at 2:02 pm 0Likes

    Nice piece..

    • Fredrick Rachel
      Posted August 3, 2019 at 2:29 pm 0Likes

      Thanks.

  • Pauline
    Posted August 6, 2019 at 3:03 pm 0Likes

    Haha. This is a very nice poem

  • Fredrick Rachel
    Posted August 6, 2019 at 3:09 pm 0Likes

    Thank you dear.

  • Bibi
    Posted August 8, 2019 at 9:47 pm 0Likes

    Always intriguing

    • Fredrick Rachel
      Posted August 8, 2019 at 10:52 pm 0Likes

      Thanks dear.

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