Revelation Poet

When the sky bows to kiss our feet, when the sun longs to dry our tears When the wind no longer blows our pain away, And the world finally ignore our fears, When tomorrow decides to show his dark sentiments to us Our pains will be left for us to carry alone And when the dark secrets of the world are exposed Our thoughts will never deny us again, We will be closer to our dreams than we thought, Dancing to the sweet rhythm of the night Because our feets have felt the pulse of this brave land before Because our tongues have tasted love from these old pots before. There is a thin line, a narrow gap that separates us from our freedom, And when we finally defy the odds, we will no longer be slaves of life. We will not only live once, but we will survive ABOUT THE WRITER Graduate of Kwame Nkrumah University of Science and Technology, 25 years old and ready to live...Very easy to go and yearning to meet fellow comrades who understand life better

Feeling like I'm out of the world. Metaphors refused to comfort me. Similes will not smile at me. Irony gave an iron fist. Yet personified by personification. I'm lost in a world of loneliness. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Family?? Family was unfamiliar. They tortured those little minds with hash words. Words that bruised their brains. And left rains of self-pity collected in their hearts. My heart was torn apart watching another heart being torn into shreds. I had feelings but could not alter words to console soiled souls. What is this thing called family? They love to cause divisions. Love is what they have never met before. And is there anything as ''love''? What is love if u cant help another to live but leave them to grieve. And deprive them of gifts. Lifting them up to ridicule. Abandoned in pits of pain and agony. Harmony is far from home. Wait!!!........ A phrase in the good book surfaced. ''I'll never leave you n