I have tried so many times
To abolish irate stress off my mind
But the present circumstance evades
me.
I live in the kennel of the times
It’s apparent, nothing can break in
upon me.
I am hard pressed.
My surviving strength is oppressed
By forces that defy gravity of reason.
They say life is a seed
Mine just sprouted in the guise of a
weed.
It seems I am unwanted.
It’s tough not to be daunted
When your adversary
Wages war from within.
Raging like a storm,
Crippling my most lethal weapon.
Akpan
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