Olusegun Arowolo Poet Free verse

Not Anymore

I struggle daily to survive,
Yet,I continue to ram into a brick wall,
I persevere,I tolerate,
yet,this tumor increases and doubles,
I can`t take this anymore.

I love doing good,but...
what did I get in return?
Pain,sorrow....persecution!,
I don`t feel like doing good anymore.

I rely on friends and family members
to reciprocate the goodness that I emit,
but,what do I get?,
Denial,rejection and mockery.
I don`t depend on people anymore.

I spend all my savings on the poor,
the indigents and orphans,
Many laugh at my tomfoolery and take
advantage of my stupidity and naivety,
Failure runs in my blood like leukaemia,
I can`t bear this anymore.

Suicide is sometimes alluring and inviting,
but,what will I tell the FATHER?,
If I uproot this lovely tree?
Life is no longer interesting anymore.

The rays of the sun is like fire,
raindrops burn like acid,
The sea breeze smells like poisonous gas,
Death beckons and grave smiles,
As I`m tired and wary,
I don`t feel like staying here anymore.

When would the righteous inherit the earth?,
When would this genocide and bombing stop?,
When would the world be free of cancer?,
When would I sleep peacefully with two eyes closed?,
When would hypocrisy in religion ends?...When?...I say When?.
I don`t feel like speaking anymore.

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Sandra Adams November 10, 2013 at 5:50 PM very powerful poem you penned here... sometimes life just seems unfair and makes us ponder many things, as did this poem...great write my friend :)

Jack Horne November 10, 2013 at 1:35 PM lovely write, my friend

Sara Kendrick November 10, 2013 at 5:03 AM Many have had these questions in the past and these subjects have been the topics of writings..Well, someday it will happen_right will win out and all will be what it should be..Your work is very expressive and emotive about the subjects of reference..Thanks for the visit to my page..Sara

Andrea Dietrich November 9, 2013 at 7:13 PM this tears at the heart strings, my friend. So full of anguish and a very moving poem (hope you are not serious about suicide).

Poet Destroyer A November 3, 2013 at 3:01 PM she is gonna love it my friend...LINDA