Vast fears from my past wrapped in tears,
I hope will not reappear into my future cheers;
Or pass my future fast and contrast my inner class with what memories blast.
Uncivil years though surpass in many dare without cares;
Neither, did my memory clash although amassed bombing blast.
Whatever shocks my future mask around the clock is in need sad;
But should not be a stumbling block or a por-phy-ri-tic rock;
Nor should it feels like insulin shock although that my inner got.
Liberian war that took its tolls and many falls has remark on today’s call.
For these I know after all from a throw and many blows;
Watching neither Vincent Van Gogh;
Nor the beings in variety show...
Emmanuel Saye Blimie was born on October 1 in Liberia. He fled Liberia for the U.S.A. as a refugee. Emmanuel attended and graduated Park Center Senior High School in 2003. In recognition of Outstanding Scholastic Improvement among Strive Students Emmanuel was awarded a Strive Scholarship...Read more in book