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Mar 2019
With patches and creases
I try to put together the pieces
Of my broken shattered heart,
I've watched all my walls
Crumble right before me.

Every truth I held high
gradually coming undone.
Who had lied to me greatly?
But the very ones
I esteemed more enlightened.

Where's all the love
They talked about?
Nothing but cold broken hearts
Around here
Seems like I'm not the only one.

With patches and creases
I try to put together the pieces
Of my broken shattered heart,
I've watched all my walls
Crumble right before me.

Deception... what's worse is
The solutions they had claimed
to present were
Nothing but lies and man made stories

I believed.

I had hoped
they knew better.

Groomed to become the one
to take on the totem,
they'd be sorry to see the monster they created.

Oh, but we tried didn't we?
To live up to the standards they had created
and live out the laws they had taught us.
Though they broke their very own rules
We watched.

With their hands they had created
The very disaster they now seek to get rid of.


With patches and creases
I try to put together the pieces
Of my broken shattered heart,
I've watched all my walls
Crumble right before me.

Now they blame it on the Universe
and claim that God has been unjust to them,
For no one desires the consequences,
They claim it was the instruction from above.

Gradually, their rules failed them,
not because the rules themselves were evil,
but because they constantly failed to uphold
the very doctrines they had created.

With patches and creases
We try to put together the pieces
Of our broken shattered heart,
We watched all our walls
Crumble right before us.

Yet we wonder
Who has done this evil?
Ifeoma Ogbonnaya
Written by
Ifeoma Ogbonnaya  F/Nigeria
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