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Sep 2014
Tell me not of no joy
For you have never faced death
Nor have you seen pitch black days
Where a black man re -wrote history books
And became the monster of all
But then again I have seen a black man change the world
I have seen the human race believe in a split second.
In a dark room I lay, tired, exhausted and fed up with life’s empty promises!
There is no sunshine at the end of the stupid rainbow
No knight in shining amour
Only the devil with blows that are beyond me
Trials that become my life, like words engraved they now define me.
If heaven does have a highway, I would love a ride
I am weary of sitting on the side
Long gone have I forsaken my pride?
I cry out, yet my snivel remains silent to the world.
What I am to do?
Even loneliness dumped me on a rainy day
I build a wall so high that it will reach space
Because then, may be, just may be… the universe might listen to my case
I now believe I am not of this generation
Never will I be driven by desperation
I gaze to the heavens for consolation
But all I receive is **** condemnation
Defeat is a feeling I have, it lies below
Beneath the plains of my pain
Surges through me like a speeding train
Takes me high and low that I feel so drained
Like a prisoner I feel suffocated, tied, clamped and so much in a chain
What the hell I am I to gain
I guess I now know the feelings of Cain
I now can say the universe is not fair
Need I not no fate nor luck
Reality just gave me a blow
Lost I remain, like a speckle of dust I mean nothing to the world
But my question to anyone out there……
What is it to be human…….
One Pusumane
Written by
One Pusumane  Botswana
(Botswana)   
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