OH! MY SLEEPING CHILD
keep resting, but don’t shut your eyes
out there is filled with too many freight
oh thou blest soul
keep your flames up in the cold
be on guard, no slouching
everything is falling apart, it’s ending
sleep is our proverbial enemy
hence their voices are set for your elegy
oh my sleeping child, wake up
the world is so cruel, don’t you give up
your head on a platter gives them momentum
they don’t care the season even if it’s autumn
comfort is a grave concern
ignore the contract, don’t you sign
wisdom will help you avert much
the real hypocrisy resides in the church
hey! Child, they aim for your jugular
always active all the senses in your medulla
for they will feast on your grave
your memory will be forever enslaved
oh! my sleep child
be on steroid, the world is wild
victory is guaranteed on the long run
the race started from the day we were born
@talk2leigh
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4:29pm
16 Aug 2026
This feels like a parent’s warning to a child about the harsh realities of life. “Keep resting, but don’t shut your eyes” is such a powerful opening because it captures the whole message—find your peace, but never lose your awareness. The imagery of the fowler, the platter, and the race makes the poem feel like a battle for survival. But underneath all that darkness, there’s still hope: victory is guaranteed if you keep going. Very powerful piece. 🖤🔥
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