Lost in void

Stay focus no matter what
Posterity is a needle eye
Only the right and just
Would eventually pass through,

No matter the circumstances
Wrong is wrong and it is
As big as an elephant…
But, how can I stay on course

When an impeccable carnage
Of distraction keeps hovering
With a million booby traps
Over me from page to page,

Hunting my mental health and
Making me a caricature while
An Elephant passes through
The tiny eye of a needle.

The masquerades no longer dance
To tones in the market square
But to the vibrations of money;
No wonder my soul left my flesh

Distancing itself from my falls…
And the shames of the cruel worms
In my stomach drumming and
Releasing hits songs back to back…

How can I stay on course
Paddling in a troubled sea
Misled by credible wind of sail
And a devoted broken compass,

Into a world of negative trends
Where every wrong is praised
And right is stoned to death
Or possibly aborted before birth…

How can I! When I am startled
In the dark, by my own shadow,
And a voice within me that echoes
My failures every break of dawn.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu