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Leaving

I am leaving whichever way it goes I am leaving to end this miserable show I dont know where I am going but I am leaving, I don't know where I am going But the tides are turning, the moon is going round and round to a city that is out of bound, the sun is rising in The East with a passion that is very deep The north is where I am bound and I will Embrace it without a frown, the south is playing to a new beat and West is jumping On its feet. Something strange is happening in the town And everyone is running around The cars are playing music with their horn And some people will wake up to face the Reality at dawn, the beat will be different And the music will be solemn When reality start to set in and the soul begin to comply then everyone will start Listen to their innate cry. I am leaving and I don't want you to miss me I am leaving and I don't want you to cry for me My hard work here has paid off and many people have come out of the dark, the streets are cleaner And the boisterous language has toned down And people are becoming conscious all around The days and nights I spend in the street was For a cause that was greater than me I stood up to all opposition inside out And work from my soul without a doubt I have learned the hardest way but my spirit Never went astray, I kept my focus and All the distractions that came around me Was one step to propel me to victory There were days when I felt hard pressed And there were days that I was quiet relaxed Knowing that my masters were behind the wheel And looking out for me.I have never seen them And I have never spoken to them but I know that Someone close by was administering to my Innate crys.Those are the crys without tears Those are the crys without fears. And when the night is done, I always wake up with a song.A song that blesses my soul, a song that makes me feel bold. And the people often wonder what I am doing that is causing me to prosper.In the middle of the chaos and the confusion, I maintain a calm spirit and a strong hand.Who knows that I have suffered, Who knows that I go to sleep every night without supper That has been the reality for eight months and sixteen days.Throuhgout these testing times, I know that the spiritual things are divine. I am leaving with no anger pain or bitterness I am leaving with the power of pardon and forgiveness I am leaving with the spirit of happiness Forgive me if I cannot stay I have to complete my spiritual mission Without further delay I am leaving.

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Date: 3/14/2020 8:18:00 PM
I enjoyed this one, liked the continuity.
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