Monday, 19 May 2014

A poem of dispair.

I wrote the following poem a while back in 2008, at the time it reflected my state of mind and although I have no recollection of how I felt at the time, I feel this poem to be fitting in relation to the current situation at home, a situation so tragic it reflects life as we see through its constant disruption to peace, to stability and to prosperity for again, it has come...

It has come

what dreadful beast
what malicious being
to descent upon ones innocent being
to be caught unawares
when time is spent to avoid such descent

It has come
It has caught me again
A game of tag, or catch or chase
It has come

Oh what to give to rid ones being of such
It blinds my eyes and deafens my ears
disillusioned and paranoid

It has come

It has come again though last I vowed
to note its approach and tame its coming

It has come
yet not for long
a lifelong visitor
known not to last

But woe for now
It has come

Piwang Ayang


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