Solitude Poem by Benjuzzy Okpuzor

O soul survivors,
Listen to the voice
Of a plagued poet,
For the days of my prime,

And now my Brim,
I have seen days,
And memories pass bye
Like the dinosaur,

Ravenous wolves that
Feigned as friends,
Brothers betrays, love,
And lies are the lips I

Taste daily from the
Roses,
So I seek solace in
Solitude,

Bedding brandy at night
Is all a lonely man can
Do,
For whisky is a wife in
Cold winter,

The world is pain, so I
Play in pain to kill my
Pain,
In this cold cruel world
Where I was left to pit

My wit against my will,
Am a broken man, a pale
Shadow left to linger in
Doubt,

For life phases has
Turned beautiful face to
Chameleon feces,

Eden's Paradise mocking
Her Messiah, an Alluring
Illusion in a delusional
World with Hope undimmed,

I have faced the wrong
edge of the steel in my
Struggle, and survivor,
Seeking to bed in
Benjamin's dream,

So I chase the dollar day,
And night to my own
Detriment,
Long have I paid the price
From the dirt I dung from
My own misfortune,

But brick by brick I have
Built my
Heart to withstand the
Sands,
And Storms of times.