My Lost Soul
Title:.MY LOST SOUL
It was the rattling battling boots
Of the running excaping soldier whose heart beat was like a beat with confusion his hook
That I stepped to a speeding horse
Coming to plead my course
Yes of course I embraced my longing calls
Like its my chores I climbed its hairy back
Tip tap the cloak clapped as I road my track
Yes yes my stolen soul creeping in to darkness
Gracefully like African kids night play without thinking of how evil the darkness may be
Our names have died off
Like Sizue Bansi we adopt to disguise
Sitting in our life studio looking at the world styles
I reasoned again
Why should I believe in God.
Reasons fought reasons,reasons cut reasons
A question arose,
Hey hey,young minded soul,see how u have grown
With moustache you feel proud and bold
Questioning The Holy One God
Tell me when your empty cup of wisdom will empty
Tell me when you shall die
Describe the reasons for water inside the coconut
Tell me how the seas where created and how the water was formed
My mouth was open with jubilant flies taking my tongue as an airport
I was confused and felt loosed
On my Kneels I cried mystery is misery
Bigger than magic lagger than logic
Standing above mountain from its eyes the fountain dropped
Counting everything even the things I called nothing
Hey hey wake up I heard a call
Be yourself,For yourself to have himself.
My lost soul,see how cold you stood when faced with
Wisdom you held tongue like the tongued reptile capturing all the world with it's heart of thoughts
Then I asked my lost soul,
Who created you and how did water enter the coconut
Copyright © Patrick Ituma | Year Posted 2018
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