Shock
In the midst of darkness
I was called upon,
stepping into a world where I saw no walls,
look ! , the lightning and rainbow gods are stirring at me,
my voice and vocals squeezing themselves inside my throat,
the turbulence of my mind was as that of a bad cloud,
sweating from head to toe
I could feel my heart in my hands,
pocketing my eyes with great phobia to pray with my poems,
clapping of hands and feet by unseen crowd made my prayers more touching,
what a shock ! , i sailed through my audition with a victorious victory .
Copyright © Mmenyene Ekpenyong | Year Posted 2016
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