#pain_and_suffering
Let the music drown your sorrows
As the rhythm takes you through its highs and low pitches
Your journey through the lonely tunnel gives no sign of any light at all…
even when holding on means nothing, it's the only thing you will have to do
Your life withers right in front of you, and the chaff dispersed by the whirling wind
Your groaning soul yearning for soothing words
Getting rid of all obscene thoughts
To release a mind of pressure and stress
Pain Unhinged
Jul 18, 2018
Jul 18, 2018 at 1:07 AM UTC
Poor African child....
Sorrows and heartbreaks are all you know,
Promises of a better home you are told,
But yet...
Deeds are so invisible to your clear sparkling naked brown eyes,
Death murdered your own shadow, and follows you everywhere...just a matter of time 'ntill you shake hands,
Melodies of a C4 and tunes of the M16 is all you listen to, as they sing in their killing sounds
Hope has left its own home, your heart...and has found comfort in those who control life,
To them, your life is as that of a fly, 'You live today, you die tomorrow'
Cries of your loved ones as they are being murdered like wild animals and hunger around you is the best description of your compound,
The life of a slave is better than yours...for a slave has a master but you, you have masters....
Poor African child...the very words you know are; 'When is this going to be over, and see the sun shine above the clouds?'
Mar 9, 2015
Mar 9, 2015 at 1:41 PM UTC