Life is a mystery
Full of luxury and misery
Death mixed with sweetness
Grave covered daily happiness.
I'm caged in dark prison
I'm not devil to be imprison
I'm fed with rancid wine and poison
Left to die like evaporation.
Dangers of death round me;
Horrors of grave sing to me,
And fire of fear rose up like fragrance,
Rejections and betrayals filed me a grievance.
I took my hard breads in pains,
Plant my plantations in plain
and vain ground; nothing to gain.
Flood and storms replaced the rain
meant to ease my pains and sorrows.
Depression glitters like golden crowns
Poverty choked me like thorns
Exempted men mocked me like clowns
Loved ones took me for a vulgar clown.
I stood at the entrance of my tunnel
No light at the end; no inspirational
No hand to slap my back; no hopes of fluxional,
All eyes watched me with baneful sight like a criminal.
At end of my thought,
I said to my depressed heart,
"...If I can't smile in darkness,
let my tears write with gladness.
If I can't find peace on earth,
let me die in peace and hide under earth.
if all men hate my speech,
Let my words be pass to every drop of breathing sand on earth..."
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