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Feb 2016
I'd learnt not to trust the light at the end of the tunnel
Β Β emotions were a bark of a dog in a kernel
which when detected I found another channel
my way of living, life has got no manual
I'd learnt to treat with suspicion the cloudy sky
from there sprouted lightning and thunder in the rain
and passion was but within freedom a camouflaged chain
I'd learnt to be my own man,to pave my way
without expecting to see another day
I'd learnt that much as she ached, patience paid
the chicken hatches twenty one if a day after her egg's laid
I'd learnt to hear what in silence they spoke
cause it was useless listening to them talk
I'd learnt to take on fate, to take charge
to pay attention,the bird's melody could be a dirge
I'd learnt to love them without blindly trusting
to see the inside beauty rather than momentary busking
I'd learnt to tell none about my hopes for my future
few thought such would be reality, not even my tutor
to just listen to my quiet and believe in God's powers
to till my garden and seed my favourite April showers
I'd learnt to smile with my teeth, as long as they're white
rather than in vain keep trying to explain my plight
to a kind who will do whatever it takes not to fathom
In a volatile electron packed world I'd always be an atom
I'd learnt , better trust instincts instead of opinions
to evade minefields and blaring missiles and canyons
I'd learnt to find pleasure in the burden of my cross
to find adventures in the risky seas of my prowess
I'd learnt to be my own man,to laugh after I've grieved
when I realised I would have lost less had I believed
By the end of the first chapter, the cruelty in the pages
I'd learnt to be brave, I'd learnt after what seemed like ages
Ignatius Hosiana
Written by
Ignatius Hosiana  30/M/Kampala-Uganda
(30/M/Kampala-Uganda)   
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