Kctony Xtopher Nkwocha
Shame Of Personal Disgrace - Poem by Kctony Xtopher Nkwocha
An aftermath of my thought,
now in reality of adjudication.
I confront my shameful disgrace in faction,
collocation of internal turmoil and external butts.
I beseeched the occurence of a tornado or earthquake
to: simultaneously kite me away or entomb me.
But, the apogee of my dismal had no act naturally.
Resorting to fate, I await on stake.
With no deluge of aid, reality I resolved.
Back from trance, met I the boisterous laughter of derision,
making the environs a den of disdain and mortification.
I stood still; paused, waiting to be revised and replayed.
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