The long Wait (PT 1)
Zip my heart,
Shut my brain
Ignore the
pain,
Seize my
voice
Adhere not
to my screams
Permit the
flow my eye stream
Doubt my
truth,
Shatter my
trust,
In penury my
life is born
In despair
will I live for long?
Stony is
this heart in my scene
Alive only
to write pained scripts
Devastating
tears clouds my brain
Jealously I
guard each tear drop
Drenched my
poor heart with life’s rain
Preserved
for thirst, my tears useful drop
Apart am
torn to mockery,
In city
community; forest I still dwell,
For my
living the tallest mounts I must climb well,
Still, this
poverty is termed ‘is lazy’
No longer
gender discrimination,
Government activities
termed political degradation
Foreseen was corruption
Yet, leader has embraced with not thoughts
to its ablution!
For Decades vipers are rulers
Penury and strive more for the ‘pauvre’
Voiceless and plagued with fear of seen vultures
Ready to endure the corrupt torture
Childhood dreams in ghettos
This only alert muscles and later whimpers
This bad omen to be conquered...
First, the root removed, worse appointers,
Bad governance!
By Cara Faith
. .. a nemesis called a nation
ReplyDeleteNo one can paint any better
Its true beautiful ugly shape
Than you just painstakingly
did... BRAVO !