Kingsley Antwi Poet I do not know?

I Want To Know My Self

I WANT TO KNOW MY SELF
SITTING IN THE DARK IS LIKE THERE IS NO TOMORROW
TOMORROW; HOW IS IT LIKE?
I WIPE MY TEARS WITH MY BLEEDING HANDS
THE DARK BROUGHT ME COMFORT TO EASE THE PAINS OF MY EVER FAILING HEART
WALKING A THOUSAND MILES TO KNOW MY PLACE OF BIRTH
THE PLACE THAT GREETED ME EVERY RISING SUN WITH FRESH PALM WINE AFTER A LONG NIGHT OF TERRIFYING PICTURES
HOW I WISH I NEVER TOOK THIS PATH
HOW I WISH I KNEW MY SELF TO TELL THE SELF OF MY SELF
I TOOK A LOOK INTO THE RIVER AND I SAW A FACE I DON’T KNOW
IS THAT ANOTHER FACE OF THE FACES I ONCE KNEW?
PASSING MY HANDS THROUGH THE RIVER TO FEEL THE FACE THAT BROUGHT VANITY AND HOPELESS DREAMS
WHERE DOES THE WORLD END BECAUSE I AM TIRED OF TRYING AND FAILING
WHEN YOU SEE MY MOTHER TELL HER I DIED TRYING

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