Disturbed
I try to expunge this feeling,
to be free and liberated,
but it keeps coming.
I try not to cry any more;
to turn a blind eye
to keep mute and be quiet forever,
but it is difficult.
I want to be deaf,
to be unconscious;to be lifeless,
so as to be free,
yet I fear.
I made a new year resolution,
trying very hard to keep to it,
but, I can`t!
For I`m intoxicated with this feeling,
yet,I fear.
I am not alone
many are like me
How they cope,I don`t know;
yet,I fear.
But,We are humans,
created in God`s image better than the beast,
but are we...?
placating injustice as good,
yet,I cry.
Wanton destruction of life and property,
Violent killings;insecurity everywhere,
evil at its peak;unwarranted pain,
yet,I cry.
Horrible site on the pages of newspaper,
Gory scenes on TV;abomination
beams from the radio;obscenity reigns,
yet,I cry.
I fear that our world has turned into
a city full of canker worms devouring
our flesh and intestine;can we survive this?
I fear to go to bed without dinner or food;
to sleep alone in my room;for my love traveled away;
I don`t joke with my belly;I have phobia for staying alone
in enclosed places...can I survive this tonight?Hmm...
This I fear..
Copyright © Olusegun Arowolo | Year Posted 2012
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