Blog about Art, Poetry and Prose

Blog about Art, Poetry and Prose

Wednesday, February 13, 2019

A BETTER WORLD


I could not have thought
The world to be filled with hate
But why does suicidal thought
Creep into the human heart

Every time I turn on the news
Despair, conflicts are on the increase
I see war, famine and diseases
I see seria killings, rapped victims

Teenagers callous to the detest of abortion
Leaders blinded to greed and corruption
Youth lure to drugs, lure to cultism
Human trafficking also symnonimous

I do not know of anyone not guilty of something
We may pretend living a life of truth
Yet hide beneath the wrong choices we have made
With conscience piled up like a washed up sand

For once, can you appeal that we are at fault?
Open our heart, let the sun light up the cloud
Let hope arise and wipe away the darkness in ourlives
Let negative feelings cracked and give birth to a new life

To show that we can love one another
And not be judged for a crime of being humane
If the world should come to an abrupt end
Can you vouch the conscience is aright?

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Monday, February 11, 2019

BONDING BEYOND WORDS



My
Entire life does not borne the reflection of me
A huge positive cloud weigh down on my feeling 
Sewn every piece of hope together to find comfort
Bits of faith, scraps from a broken heart all together.

My
Many dreams concealed and abandoned on the shelf
In the bottom page of the old tattered dusty notebook
As the sun reflects on the shelf, the dust consciously wipe out...... 
Ah, if I were to speak.

My
Dreams now look bright and clean
The napkin did a good trick in reassuring me I am not abandoned
See how regretful the world without family may be lost to you
You who can not avoid the snare of life
The thought in your head are words and feeling you can't hid!!!

Akan Udofia
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BONDING BEYOND WORDS




My
Entire life does not borne the reflection of me
A huge
positive cloud weigh down on my feeling
Sewn every
piece of hope together to find comfort
Bits of
faith, scraps from a broken heart all together.

My
Many dreams concealed and abandoned on the shelf
In the bottom page of the old tattered dusty notebook
As the sun
reflects on the shelf, the dust consciously wipe out......
Ah, if I
were to speak.

My
Dreams now
look bright and clean
The napkin
did a good trick in reassuring me I am not abandoned
See how
regretful the world without family may be lost to you
You who cannot
avoid the snare of life
The thought
in your head are words and feeling you can't hid!!!

Akan Udofia
All Rights Reserved © Akan Udofia 2019