the unheard shouts for help
Written by Nnamdi Patrick Wenga
This feelings have smiled knowingly yet again
Feelings long forgotten suddenly finding home
The cries of the past have again been reborn
My heart trying so hard to stay faithful
To the courage that now flees shamelessly.
This night brings with it judgment unbarred
Stripping me off of any remaining modesty
And pricking my conscience with glaring impunity
My legs wobble in guilt and my soul cracks open
As though the end has indeed come upon me.
The woes of yesterday comes gleaming wickedly
My failures beckon me to dance with them
Such mockery you can only imagine never happened
I look up to the heavens but like everything else
They unsurprisingly turn their back on me.
Remind me what faith is again?
For i have it completely in nothing but death
My only company has become the cold air
Which i’m not certain would last so long
Somehow this whole wave feels familiar.
My muse whispers a consolation from hiding
Wishing me to stay strong and fight this war
A war I don’t even know when it began
I don’t even know whose side i’m on
But I feel so like the enemy here.
I know this phase will pass as have others before now
But the imbalance that trails it is like no other
Turning perfect gardens into death farms in a blink
Ruining my inner peace with such ease and arrogance
I’ll sleep now to wake up yesterday and skip tomorrow.
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