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Jun 2020
“I don’t understand”
We have all said this word deluged by indignation, disconcertment, while we wallow in our drunken state of stupefaction.
Questions keep buzzing in our heads as we ‘try to understand’ how it all happened and why.
The conundrum comes in because deep down, we don’t want to hear the truth.
The pain is too much, you don’t want more pain.
You want the pain to stop, something to make you feel better but nothing seems to be helping.
Somehow, we knew it was going to happen but denial blindfolded us.  
How do you move on from such dismay?
When our hearts are deep into the possession of abnegation?
We keep pushing, with hopes that we will mend this shipwreck
Our cup of tolerance inundating to every slip we take.
We find war, where there's peace, and pain where there's feast.
Our hearts are conked out from tries to rejuvenate the sparks
Nothing seems to work right, nothing feels potential anymore
Our hopes melt into disparity, clinging on to nothing but fakes.
I still don't understand, I don't get it,
How did we fall right to this point?
AumaObure
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AumaObure  27/F/Nairobi
(27/F/Nairobi)   
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