Afflicted
I can not imagine
To live without a
heart
Like a car that
fails to start
And my head
Becomes a boiling
kettle
Dancing with steam
Like fairies from a
scene
Of the Midsummer
Night Dream
And my mind becomes
uncertain
Like I am blown by a
whirl wind
I can feel
afflictions
Because my world
devoid of love
I can feel
afflictions
Because I feel
forsaken from above
Hopeless
Wandering in the
wilderness of Zin
With each plan
failing
Like I am paying a
price for my sin
I could not find
I was blind
By ignorance and
selfishness
And the evil we do
on to others
Will one day come to
ourselves
Like mischief in the
night by little
green elves
For in life
We adore the
successful
And celebrate the
great
And care less about
men
Of less fate
For within us lies
Karibaras Fall
A place where dreams
are realized
No matter how cheap
or tall
But I am still
afflicted
And my heart
Bears my witness
Is failure a source
of strength or
weakness?
Copyright © Olusegun Akanbi | Year Posted 2012
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