Please comment on this poem... Running away, left behind are the footsteps my past promise to follow In my absolute absence how will they tear me into ragged trophies They feature my inconvenience for their unsung failure What have I learned from digging those skulls Now my skeleton sings the prayers I intended to enter eternity with Breathing anger and visualising with hatred I start to nature the beast in me Like the murmur they murder with I look into your weakness and find consolidation Swinging sideways stressed, loneliness in a foreign land breastfeeding... I became a complete version of home violence knowing that I will have to run And never have a place to call home In the land of my forefathers I am now a slave of my father The only freedom fighter there is to run to is now carrying the weight of mankind in ignorance Keep running and running and running My father,my monster will catch up in no time I dont wish for you to scream louder in agony like she did Create in me a pure heart in this dark sunlight For that which I fear the most is catching up to keep me hostage I choose to set them free, I choose to loosely fight in arrogance for I am my father son
Posted on: Fri, 15 Nov 2013 01:18:47 +0000
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