November 8, 2012 7.27am
Those that call in the night
Making funny noises
Those that make the dark chase away the light
Those that scream what is right
And others giving much more sumptuous choices
That ring so loud and clear in spite
Of attempts to give them precious little chances
Telling you not to lose sight
Of the ball’s programmed courses
That sneak around and give fright
To a mind already broken in several places
Scurrying around through the mind’s crevices
That take on an Almighty stance in the dark of night
Capturing the mind and breaking it into smithereens….
I hear them too, but unlike you I captured and shackled mine.
Thank You, Elsie. I appreciate you coming in here and dropping the kind words.
Wow!! I need to get a hold of my mind else I’ll lose it.
Yea,it is best when shackled. This is the way most nigerians live now,in fear. Very brilliant! Well done Shai.