Held in somber are my emotions my heart a shell of anger a territory of a deadliest demon I’m possessed
Ghoul spirit hypnotizes my soul to dance like shadows and sing in silence like my deceased inner soul
The zombie in the mirror cannot hear my cry nor feel my pain there is a storm in my heart
Fear comes cold like a war wearing my soul weary and worn in these winter nights
When my mother died of cancer Eden went desiccated and barren my soul left famishing life gave me a new title “Orphan” and this is when I began to call slums my home and fed from waste
I was in the womb when my father left since my mother refused to abort me and if daddy was a man I could’ve been fathered and cuddled like a son hence I’m not an orphan
I wrote this piece through my observation on what happens daily in our societies...there are many children with mothers but no fathers around, these hypocrites chose to run away from their responsibilities, I wish you no Success in life buddy I don't wanna lie. One day you will cry in regrets when life punishes you for your sins.Let us save and protect CHILDREN from growing with sorrow. they are the future.