MY WORLD


Thousands of wagging tongues

Uproar of noise everywhere

Humming of sorrowful songs

And I found myself everywhere in nowhere


All I saw from right to left

Was but like a nightmare

The very description of hell

And the only thing I could do was to yell

But all I heard was nothing if my voice

No matter how hard I tried

And right there I concluded I was dead

Or in some sort of  vision of hell


Unspeakable atrocities everywhere

Disgusting behaviour the eyes too naive to behold

At that moment I wished I was in my abode

My sweet world free from all blemish and pain

Where love and truth was our motto

Or so I thought


I looked around

But I didn't have to

Everything was right before my very eyes

All at once


Murder in quest for power 

Lust in place of love

Theft to acquire wealth

A child! A parent to a child


 Not only did I have a feeling of nausea

Feeling irritated from the depth of my stomach

I felt an heartache

Arousing the highest form of anger

The pain of the victims

Penetrating into the marrows of my soul

And the cruel injustice

Suffocating the life in me


And with all the strength I had left

Coupled with my last scrap of courage

'STOP!' I yelled

And I felt a thousand eyes fixed on me

Everywhere as silent as a graveyard


And everything was dawned on me

It became crystal clear

My home of abode

My perfect world where love and truth was the motto

Was nothing but just my world

                                                            -Adeniyi Temitayo


 POET'S NOTE

' MY WORLD ' is a poem that skillfully points out the ill of the society and the nonchalant, selfish attitude of the average people.

The persona in the poem who is at the epic centre of all the events happens to have been living in an illusion. This illusion is shattered upon the realization that outside his perfect world is a world of pain and anguish.

It also gives hope to the hopeless promising a much more better world, a crime free country and a promising life.

If only we could try to feel and imagine the pain of the victims. If only we could see beyond our perfect world and see other worlds crashing! if only we could speak up for the less privileged and back it up with an action! Just if only we could all do these!!  Then the world will be more perfect than the so called perfect world we believe we have.

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