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Bless Attamah Poem
Away from home
These many years I spent alone
In this place worse than the devil's dome
Quickly rising to the apex of my life's cone
Living the struggle of another; a clone
Weakened to the marrow of the strongest bone
Why today I am here,
I do not know
In the future where
The crystal ball does not show
But on and on I persevere
In any direction my fate does blow
In this state I do no longer have a close peer
Because all consider me to be queer
Every day imbibing gallons of beer
My misery arousing in men the emotion of fear
For their insignificant lives they hold dear
Their only concern with today when the end is so plain near
I have to go back
To where the growth of my self shall not slack
Oh surely there in my true home I shall not lack
And by truth I shall remain tack
Yeah and never again play quack
To find favor in hearts clouded black
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Bless Attamah Poem
He told a story, it was about you
Though his words did not sound true
Your reputation, however, people will misconstrue
If you do not act to disprove
The venomous lies he spat
That wretched old rat
Blinder than a bat
That will not earn a sniff from a cat
Yet there he sat
His voice very loud in the shade of a night cloud
His features under the light old
With his voice vibrating with the night’s cold
His skin dried and withered
And with each word his bones shivered
Yet there he sat
That wretched old rat
Convincingly playing his part
Through to the end from start
Spewing blasphemy his way
Not caring whether night or day
Even his best friends he will betray
For the least silver any man can pay
That wretched old rat
Blinder than a bat
Not altogether smart
In fact, unforgivably daft
Gorging filth out of his mouth
Around the world north east west and south
His lies bringing empires to naught
Turning domestic arguments into international bouts
That wretched old rat
That will not earn a sniff from a cat
Spinning deceit into the past
With every breath till his last
Exaggerating every simple error
Consciously creating terror
That wretched old rat
Don’t dare set him a trap
Cos a miss will earn you a verbal slap
In fact, they will flow like a broken tap
That wretched old rat
Blinder than a bat
That will not earn a sniff from a cat
His time soon will come
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I cannot boast of a life of piety
But always I try to do my duty
To myself and to all life
Yet no matter my strife
Every day I am feeling sore
Broken to the core
From emotional starvation
With no promise of salvation
Each and every day
To God always I pray
With hope for an answer
The hope of a man with a cancer
Malignant and incurable
But keeping faith for a miracle
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Before today me and you, we've never met
But I feel connected to you; on that I can bet
Because I look and I don’t see a strange girl
But rather a priceless pearl
And I want her all to myself
To be kept in my heart on a special shelf
I just won’t let you go
Oh hell no
Not until I tell you all about how I feel
Till you fathom how much it is real
It is not like any feeling I've ever felt
I looked into your eyes and with emotions I welt
I've disputed but now I know they are right
This is LOVE at first sight
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That all the people in my life do not love me
That they only tolerate me
That as long as I am useful they will have me
That I am only a means to an end for them
That everything is all about them
That they are around because I have something to offer them
That they only fake their emotions
That they don't give a damn about my emotions
That they will not accept I have limitations
That all they are interested in is what I have to share
That upon all I do they still don’t care
That in this life my fate depends only on how I can fare
That none of their smiles are for real
That all I have with them is an 'I will please u' deal
IT HURTS
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