john chizoba vincent

Gold Star - 14,319 Points (18 may 1990 / Aba, Abia stae)

Who Cares If I Perish? - Poem by john chizoba vincent

WHO CARES IF I PERISH?
I have been humiliated and tortured
Many times but I survived,
I have seen my ears trembling with my
But I survived in love.
They don't care if I perish, no!
All they wanted is to see me fall.

If they like, let them fire an arrow
Of envy and hatred, I will survive.
Let them throw me bullet of jealous,
I will make it through in good faith.
Who really care if I perish in the dungeon?
I was born and brought up in bitterness
And I was made a nobody, so who cares
If a nobody like me dies?

Though the mountain seen so far to climb,
I shall be established someday and sometimes
I shall be writing my own plights and how I overcome them with determination.
I could see their mouth celebrating in the course
Of my tribulations and the church of their hearts
Dances profoundly in great perfection.
They don't care about my welfare but I will survive.
In the mind of their minds, I have being the cause
Of their troubles but the earth knows am not after
Their success rather I run my own race to survive.

Topic(s) of this poem: life

Form: Free Verse


Comments about Who Cares If I Perish? by john chizoba vincent

  • Rajnish Manga (11/19/2015 11:45:00 AM)


    It needs a great deal of conviction, self confidence and faith to defeat all the evil forces working against righteous people who stay put with their moral power if not by physical power. Great poem.
    If they like, let them fire an arrow
    Of envy and hatred, I will survive.
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 18, 2015



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