My Innerself Is Talking, Listen. Poem by Blessing Ekpe

My Innerself Is Talking, Listen.



I refuse to see what is happening in the world

I refuse to see hate

I refuse to see that anger in your eyes

I refuse to see the fears that gaze at me.
I refuse to see wars and bombing


What do you see when you look at me?

How do you see and take me?

What can you say about me?

Can i live up to your expectations?


Do you hear the yearning from my within

Each time i reach out to you, you are not there

Each time i try embracing you, you flee

My heart pant for your Love and attention


Touch the child in me,

So gentle but no gentle hands to carry

So beautiful but ugly faces roam the streets, why?

Why the anger in the air?


Do you derives pleasure in destroying?

The cloud is smiling down at you

I see beauty in YOU

What can you see?

As far as your eyes can see, so shall you have.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Raymond Uyok 29 October 2011

Your innerself is the real you; if only one listens to one's innerself, the world would be a better place with unique people everywhere.

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