Charles Ayitey Poems

There is an addiction in my soul
There stands a torment in my role
An addiction of uncertainty
A torment of certainty.
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The days pass, years wane
All that beckons is the pain of yesterday
None but my fears will want to fade
As I stare the scare of tomorrow's day
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Here I am again
One the precipice of dawn
The dawn of a new year
With my soul so drawn in fear
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Some may call it a painful experience
To wretched families, a moment of vice
But what it truly is
Is an escape to eternal peace
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