THE FIRE IN THE WORD
I could have waited
But I was in patient.
Of course it’s no good
Nothing else remains than to pay
Just for me to stay.
I’ve awakened the devil in me
And alongside the angel in me
Now these lions roar for revenge
Cuz I’ve tasted and felt its breath.
I took decisions
Just to get this unquenchable fire
Quenched this once of its desire
24 weeks and days
All gone and passed away
Yet no hope
Not even a single show
No man to assure me I’m loved
Not a mere shoulder to learn on.
Surprising as it seems
When the lights get dim
Out of many no one to choose
Is it late?
Should I wait?
Or go ahead and damn the consequences?
Or do I hold on to fate and decency?
Wait a minute!
Do I really mean it?
Thought I made up mind on something?
Can I surely give everything?
Why then do I go back on my words?
Myself I blame not
Do not blame me for us
Blame nature, the World and love
That has made me love you so
Deeply that I can’t let go.
I know you were pretending
But it’s time to amend things.
Of course you still care.
All I need do is dare.
I wish you could still keep the fire burning
Even if heaven starts descending
But then you are just filled with fear
Fear of the unknown you bear.
You prayed it wouldn’t show
Lest everything blows
You which you could just shut
All those quiet but loud gestures of yours.
Well, sorry it’s too late
I know whom my place takes
I know who was before me
And after me
I know who is my in my interest bears my treasure
And I know who in hate seeks it to devour.
All whom you have pleasure given
Shall never again try to resist
But not withstanding all these
I’ll still care and seek peace.
Copyright © CHIOMA ONYEKABA | Year Posted 2014
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