I wanna write, mostly about my thoughts
I see fear embedded upon my mind.
So visibly shaken that I thought I’m gonna extinct
I have achieved many in midst of so much more
so how could my emptiness not extinct me?
Or journey me around the repose of my foil?
How could I fail and only be ‘just visibly shaken’,
I should be cutting an iroko with a razor, or a pin
or jumping up and down with my head
for my purpose has been misplaced
and mangled by me
how could I be only visibly shaken when the weight of the skyscrapper lies upon my head
in my head my mind prepares it’s funeral
how could I be so careful when leaping off a mountain?
such were not heard or done
how could I dine in the midst of my enemies?
Such were the promises of our father
or even walk through the shadow of death, yet look evil in eye?
Visibly shaken I was, even the devil sees it
he basks in it’s euphoria
I’m visibly shaken and stirred, God knows
does he care?
Ofcourse, yes or not?
I’m visibly shaken, hope is all I want
God is all I need,
even when a crumpled paper is thought to have lost it’s purpose
but God knows even an ash burnt paper can still serve on a wednesday.
Mar 142013
Nice.