Again And Again Poem by Kenneth Maswabi

I am tossed to and fro
Between my realms of madness
It is the thrills of life spewing on me a bucket full of toxins
And the hospital of Silence ready to admit me
I am a persona non grata inside the coils of life
I have to vacate my seat of madness
And be among my friends
Inside their mad train of social media
Or should I hide inside the veil of Silence
And be one with the thread of existence
This is the story of my life
To be tossed to and fro
Between logic and the beyond logic
I have to travel between worlds of dimensions
Into the dimensionless world
Where I am deflated of my ego
My spirit filled with the sacred waters
And my being cleansed of the toxins of life
My heart restored to its original cubicle of beauty
My life is like a beam of light
Between the hot surface of the sun and the coldness of life
In order to comply with the laws of nature
I have to apply my wizardry and be the photosynthesis of life
I should let myself be absorbed by the sticky surface of life
Or maybe I should remain trapped inside the halo of the sun
Where I can be the magnificent eclipse between the realm of humans and God
I choose to be tossed to and fro between my realms of madness
I choose to be humanity inside the human capsule

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