Defeat Poem by Charles Wamuti

When a deep breathe counts,
It’s when there is some more hope,
When reenergizing makes sense,
Is when you don’t give up,
But what is the sense right now,
For all that when I know it’s over.

The day before Yesterday I hanged on,
Hoping yesterday would be better,
And when yesterday died,
I realized that nothing had worked out,
That even things were worse,
So today I choose to despair.

Men dead,
Blood spilt,
Maybe I should pray,
Maybe I should fast,
And pray God is merciful to me,
That He will be compassionate.

I know not of tomorrow,
With the way things are going,
I am uncertain what the new day brings,
But one thing I know today,
Is that just like yesterday,
Again, I am defeated.