Gbeti gaius Kafui

Zone Of Dismay - Poem by Gbeti gaius Kafui

My bed where i used to rest
Doesn't provides the comfort i desire.
My pillow,
So hard like tarkwaian rock.
The sofas didn't come to mind.
Cuz they are also from hard beech.

My thoughts,
My actions.
My comfort zone,
Now a zone of dismay.
Same people, same language.
Yet am restless.
No condition seems permanent.
The other side of the coin
has been revealed.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, June 27, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, August 20, 2013

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