Stranger? - Poem by Jude Ogunade
I woke and found myself among someones
Ones that I grew to know and feel withdrawn
Most of them are all alike and everywhere
While I doubt and think myself a stranger.
Stranger am I? Would I always be one?
When I cannot with trust, trust anyone
The mystery of life I cannot yet all resolve
Who has yet its several secrets solved?
Strangers are they for there is an irony of their minds
This I know for their act is discordant with their talk
Their white speech is a clear and clean cover of their dark thoughts
While I yet search and still found none with whom I can walk.
With them do I always eat and continually play
While I yet unfathomed the ignominy of their ways
They smile and laugh with me while their thoughts
Hide the transparency of their ignoble schemes and plots
Their deeds is the reason for my daily excruciating pain
For their wicked works is to me very clear and transparently plain
They habitually hurt whilst keeping me calm with thoughts of heaven
While they make this earth nothing but wolves haven
Stranger am I? Would I continue to be one?
When I seriously searched for a trust and was able to see none
Why won't I stand alone and keep myself withdrawn
While I pray heaven's own justice to come upon everyone
Stranger am I? And this would I always be!
Until such a one I can find who is without ill
One with whom I would feel at ease and without pain
Until such a one arrives, stranger would I prefer to remain!
Jude Adebosoye Ogunade Ivory Coast 1999
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