Day 26: I Shall Not Be Moved

I stand on the pinions of a solitary fantasy

Daring threat from an incendiary bomb.

The air reeks of cloying hypocrisy

Intimidating the soul of my song.

Scavengers showing the tongue

Waiting for me to drop dead.

Situation breathing down my neck

My hope, the anchor for my goals,

And I'm not even close,

Shreds apart cord by cord

In the moment of discord.

Now I walk thru a valley

Where death is a living shadow.

Have you ever witnessed a dark rainbow?

But however my mission is misunderstood,

I shall not be moved.

Akpan