This is where I belong
Amongst shattered dreams and denied hopes

Scourging heat and heavy falls

Burn strokes and deep floods

Forced poverties and closed roads

Decimated paths and broken hearts

A place where eyes do not meet

So guilt remains grounded

And pain leaves a trace in the stares of the forsaken

Masked faces that need no burden

Unworthy of humanity’s unraveling

Stones their hearts remain

A place where they pluck the petals and lay thorns as they match on

Bellies expand

Not enough roses to fill their voids

Like an oversized pair of jeans

Stunned by anorexic egos

A place where they chase out the truth to paint over with coated mistruths

Reality dismissed

And God takes the fall for their absurdities

Thunder that never strikes

Like a myth an ending becomes

Title was inspired by Chinua Achebe’s ” There was a country “


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