Sunday, April 26, 2015

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




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