Friday, December 30, 2016

Bargain Price


Young dreams die for a bargain price,
Out of a job for years in my prime,
Victimized by high-class hard stares,
Underrated by peers.
Born before my time.
Hardly recognized,
Fragments of peace achieved by a fight.
My thoughts are a conflict.
My imaginations are about war.
My very feelings afflict me.
The stress I see
Is greater than men could perceive,
It’s the promise of a seed
That increases the loss I grieve.

Akpan



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