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Ryan Nwaneri Poem
I was travelling once I witnessed the green
the most beautiful thing i had ever seen
in this bubble within this country.
in this bubble within this country
where the sky is painted blue
and the roads are covered in roses
I pretend that i am floating in the galaxy
alone in space
with no aversion or affection for my surrounding state
and this country
In this bubble within this country
I eat with arms that aren't mine
drink from the finest of wine
I couldn't care less about what you heard on the news
or your biased political views
In this bubble i am second only to God
and the diamond here is my blood
occasionally i peek
through the cracks in the seams
they rip through this bubble like butter
and through them i witness
someones brother kill their mother
a family grown to suffer
a country where the only time its people win
is when they're hurting each other
I see all of this, sometimes, from this bubble
then i give my prayers and cover up my troubles
and continue to act, in this bubble, befuddled
like this bubble doesn't exist in this country
and i'm merely floating alone in the galaxy
Sometimes i pick at these covered up problems like scabs on a wound
playing with them like dolls in my mind in this bubble of a room
and when, as it always happens, they seem so complex to me
i contemplate asking the green,ever beautiful in this bubble, for clarity
but i am afraid, as all men are, that they would reject audaciously
for hatred of my kind.
Copyright © Ryan Nwaneri | Year Posted 2024
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Ryan Nwaneri Poem
We were so close
I could hear your breath
I watched you stare so silently
I looked around and there were others there
Those whose faces I couldn’t see;
We were encased in a shrouded emotion
An eerie calm
I couldn't move
My fear begins to rise;
You left me there soon after
Seated in distress and forlorn
What a feeling i scorned
I look down and i see you
Contained, withheld, locked in a rising darkness
A piece of my heart fell
But I couldn't
For the life of me
I couldn't reach you;
What the actual heck?
By now my dew began to form
Rising and raging and burning my eyes
A burning ugly emotion this yearning i felt
I couldn't for the life of me reach you;
I tried again and again
While your darkness crept closer
Running up the length of your legs
I called out to you and you offered me no reproach
Nor did you offer any aid
You merely stood
indifferent to my pleas;
At this point i'm no longer calling
I'm begging
Please
Take my hand
Please
Say something
My dear
I'm scared
Please look something
I care
My pleading unheeded
My arm outstretched
The darkness advancing
Has covered your head;
Now all that's left is a glint
A sparkle of your hair
My dear
I look to the others
Their faces contorted in an eerie smile
I beg them for help
Please please please
Help me
Please please please
Care
Where is your fear?
For I am losing my dear;
Your glint is gone
The last spec of you
Sordid laughter fills the air
My arms are drenched in sweat and tears
Why were they laughing?
What humor did my plight bring?
My ugly feeling now turned deadly
I retort with a roar a sound of my own voice
To drown out their blatant hubris and demand contrition
Contrition I didn’t even think i deserved
Somewhere in my rage i awaken
My tears spilling from the land of dreams to reality
I calm myself
You weren't gone
My dear;
Copyright © Ryan Nwaneri | Year Posted 2024
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