Ivan Chizurum Ezeigbo
The Mistakes Of Yesterday - Poem by Ivan Chizurum Ezeigbo
Standing before the sun
Burning brightly the last pride left in me
Quenching the guilt and its repercussions
The mistakes of yesterday
Not a nerve to face them
I am afraid of them
The Mistakes of Yesterday
I muster a pinch of courage
A lion acting brave in the face of danger
Is it possible to correct wrongs?
Because I see no headway
Striving to correct the wrongs I have committed
A sound suddenly startles me
It’s from a boiling kettle
I look at the steam as they escape into the sky
As they disappear into thin air
My memories follow the sizzling steam
Escaping into the sky
Back to those periods when I pictured a perfect me
Who probably made no mistakes
But blamed those who did
But did I make it hurt this much?
Did it hurt a lot?
Was it this way
Did it haunt them till the next day?
If only I could erase
The Mistakes of Yesterday!
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