Gilbert Alasa

(Edo State, Nigeria)

Sounds of Broken Lips


Sometimes I cry, somedays I groan
Yet, no one seems to behold
This ever-flowing tears
In this dark world I fare
Whose gloom the stars half-shone
At times I murmur, at times I grumble
Who cares what cause the tears a shed
Even from my nose its blood bled

No pal nor foe the stain cleanse, I moan
Blinking the badge at the lonely sky, I foam
Attempting not to dash the jaw a toss, dispensed
Screaming, yet voice not heard
Squatting in confines not consented, lo
My passion judged by your own!

Submitted: Saturday, April 04, 2009
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