Be confident and speak out when you have a story to tell, put your pen in action
Record your knowledge on paper
If humans couldn’t write we would be full of words inside, laughter is healing, coming from the heart daily it’s anti-aging
Sometimes I have thoughts that are too big for its own capacity, what’s beyond the skies what was here before what is here?
In my youth my mind would travel far and I did not know times boundaries, what if there is a census to lift time?
Travel back with me please just a few minutes, when I was searching for the truth of life
I went to the graveyard looking, searched in old churches, listened to lyrical artists, waited for news flashes then bought a book called The World’s Biggest Secrets
Too bad I began looking for the reptilians it wrote about, at every man and woman on my way to work on the London Underground
A world police force, army and currency a new world order that was not what I was searching for!
Why were we created? Why do we have a family, loved ones and friends just to die one day and everyone cries then misses the dead loved one for life? So what then is the meaning of life was my question
I will get to the bottom of this I told myself, I took my little sister with me and we journeyed
We began writing songs, “midnight is tomorrow, tomorrow is midnight, the morning is ugly without the sun light” boy we went places and we cried oh we cried laughter induced cry
I was so lost on my truth mission until I got this close
“It was put in the sky so people could not reach it
You have no knowledge of it and so misuse it
Nobody knew what to do with it to hell with it
You can’t betray me with it and don’t compel me with it
Fools tried to hide it underneath, bringing out foes and disbelief thieves, put it back because people want to know”
Still no revelation and nothing meant nothing to me, until I drew my final conclusion…
By Chinelo Opara
Poetry
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I love this. The philosphical questions inserted in between, the grandiose statements, the simple truths of life all mixed into one. I think sometimes writing out all that is cluttered in our brain is so healing. And reading them has the same effect.
Thank you Anna.