World Apart 2 Poem by John Chizoba Vincent

WORLD APART 2

Cry when the tattered clothes are torn
Mourn the skeletal soul but take the heart
Home where its belongs, not in the dust
Untittle the page of our love then
Kiss my pains with a million tears.
Love was made blind the day we became stranger
To love and then its eyes were opened the day
We meet but now it ceased to see again

Table our difference and let it dance around
Issues of the mind are issues of life and death
Is not convience to love not at all
Is it a crime that I watered your heart
With the flowing milk of my mouth?

Love was made blind the day we became strangers
Am a king of love and no one should beneath me
You took my soul to the north to be caged
Not minding my back on the ground, crying
Come and take your soul you abandoned in my heart
Your soul crieth, come and pick it up for
My heart needs a space to accomodate another
Whose love could restore perfection to me

Tell me why I live whilst you dispise me with
The bread of your heart in the cold weather
I have to go, we are now world apart
Our heart in a separate world now and
Separation is the ambition and desire to
Cure this undesirable love and feelings,
Go, my heart need you no more.