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I’m too tired to tell another story 
About the pangs of reality 
of my barricading delusions 
and my spontaneous God given days 

A long wait ;A fat fate
A nine day wonder that forever lay in yonder.
I’m bled out of verve ;high on adrenalin 
I hated narcissism ,ignored individualism. 

Am losing my creed hard as it seems,
No need for innuendos and cover ups
No gimmickry no false flags  
I believe in theocracy,oneness of the most high.

I have been punched and bruised 
Dead beaten and Ill stricken.
I've been a witness to sordid days 
Happy years and bonfire nights 

I once asked Santa for maiden 
He told me " dude lets be serious"
I won't even bother Cupid 
That naked winged baby wielding weapons 
who even crowned him an angel ?

I've breached the rules 
Threshed on everything with a head full of pain 
Tried singing when broken 
Only to realise my voice is even worse than my problems  

In my fantasies I probed for honesty ,
Paraded with veracity.
But bliss is not a thing life guarantees 
And I know this is how life in its entirety goes.

My imaginings are wilder, 
Might soon catch a banshee 
My nostalgias are inconsistent ,
And My health is really getting better 
Will someday soon sky dive in Ghana 
Or yet still rally on the Savannah 

I sought levity in the midst of debacles
Only to find fury in endless spirals.
I stumbled on a prose
Lo! let me sip on its sweetened repose.

In my hands a pen a paper 
so I can write away my woes.
recite it like a rhapsody or sing it like a hymn 
As a form of consolation,An escape from reality.

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