I'm so weighed down;
My feelings: non to be shared with.
My predicaments burn inside me like a wild fire
My emotions overwhelm my actions
My spirit is so dejected —
no traces of happiness found.
My eyes: dull with internal anger
My courage denies me when needed
My brilliant conscience suddenly gets blurred
And my once clear images seem to mix freely.
Anger rises up my throat and wallows down my air-pipe.
Each acknowledgement of life
bubbles anger in me more angrily, more furiously.
Hatred for many shoots through me with a shiver.
I feel betrayed by life itself.
Scared of the world and those living in it.
Scared of the guts of men:
of their rudeness
of their greed and deceit
of their smiles and laughter
of their kindness and sweet words
of their stupidity, so dangerous!
Oh! I'm scared of the capabilities of men.
Man fries the beauty out of nature
Man, if you're not careful, can take away everything you have ever worked for or own.
Man can drain happiness from you
Man can sink down your lively spirit
Man can be so harmful
Man can be so hurtful
Man can be so disappointing, betraying and untrustworthy
Man can make you tired of living
Man can make you get fed up!
But above all these,
I manage to twist my cheeks into a smile.
A smile that hurts me deep down —
deceiving you to believe that I'm a normal going being.
A smile that expresses nothing.
And under this smile: the pains are all. hidden away.
By: Daniel "Soundfreak" Nkanga