Facing Truth Poem by Padmore Enyonam Agbemabiese

you weave me webs of lies
walk me miles away from the truth
you tell me stories every dawn
that my soul should swim in the hope
that nothing will grieve me by night nor day
even if I walk through the valley blinded
that your long kiss at dawn will be
an ice on the cake of pains

I wish I knew what I know now
the avenues and sidewalks of your dreams
now my cup overflows with a vale of tears
and I walk in the shadow of doubt all alone
now and then I look silly and stupid before the world
where you have baked love so to tasteless,
with my soul dead and done for long

one day there will be light upon the lawn;
I will walk and watch the sun rise
until the chill of dawn dies in my hand