OPEN UP
Something in my heart I can't tell or call,
Tears in my eyes as fountains that can't fall
My lover is not qualified to offer comfort,
No best friends strong enough to support.
Issues like endogenous virus eats me slim.
You tell me about God's help, yet to see Him.
Never accuse me of negative confessions
Just bold enough to unbottle my expressions.
I won't silently die and be labeled a wimp,
Nor take their scornful emotional pimp.
I'm fighting battles mortal wit can't win;
Especially now the brain' sword is a pin.
Lo! The picture without seems to parallel
With the pictures within, makes me quarrel
With the little architecture of my big future.
As the prize abides, I'll persist to feature;
Knowing God's love is stronger than hell,
Yet in absent mercy, His anger a fiery hail.
But I'll be a damned fool to keep Him out.
So I open up to the spring from His mouth.
CHIDI CECE
© Feb.2014
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