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Nov 2017
The Challenge (Day 21)

Words!
The reason I ended up in this ward.

Words!
The reason I threw away my self worth.

Words!
In whom I hope to find the strength to break free

Words!
The reason I must flee

Words!
In the beginning was the Word

When I was created I was made of God,
I was with God.

A ward of God until I lost my way
With my reckless abandon and the things I failed to do or say

I made a cocktail of truth laced with lies to top the mix
Believing my deceit was made up with just enough wit
With which I could make a deft bargain

With the devil, He said riches and wealth were mine to gain

I took the bargain.
Thinking I was smart enough to beat him at his game
Swift enough to cross the finish line without her burning gaze realizing I had switched lanes

I was rewarded with shame
The excruciating pain
Oh how this became the death of me!

Words!
Rit!
My word!
Not the writ of law
This Rit must be an exception to the writ of law

Words!
STOP! The word that might've saved me from this castle walls.
The ward I war to break free from
Oh! If only I had listened
Listen! Whenever I was asked to be Silent..
These anagrams!
Silent a cause, Listen the effect
I never knew cause the only thing my eyes fed off were the sights my eyes heard on Instagram.

I had taken enough hits
I was deemed unfit
But the comments all read "lit"
No one calls me dope anymore in this ward
You dare not say that Word in here, lest you end up in ropes

280 characters are one to many to say "I quit"

Words sentenced me to this ward
Words showed me no mercy
Words made me
By words, my death I'd meet

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Ritjimwa 3mily Dimka
Written by
Ritjimwa 3mily Dimka  Lagos/Abuja/Jos
(Lagos/Abuja/Jos)   
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