From within i look, still inside, i look beyond and feeling,
beyond little butterflies swing & corroding the lining of my stomach.
From within i stare, breathing, still, heaving,
staring outward and reflecting only through vision what eyes can see,
what eyes only look like. From within i dare myself, above and under.
Limitless. Boardering compulsion to combust, round & round i go halting only when i hit these corners.
I feel like a pinball game, praying this machine wont accept anymore quarters.
Screaming & stomping to the ground, 'how could our fore fathers not warn us'?
Spirals & curls, Spirals & curls. This is the sight from my minds eye as the dome of my being is BEAT,
that drum loud like a smoke signal in despair shouting from the core of the crowd
'i'm here, i have always been here'!
Someone took my spot. I fell asleep maybe, this queue cant possibly be 27 years long.
Back & forth, back & forth. Sing the lyrics, forcing the tune to the wrong song.
The pieces to my puzzle wont fit.
I squint playing in the dark.
Unlimited lives, but never hitting the mark.
Howling & barking, howling & barking at the sun as it rises, at the full moon shining.
I keep waving goodbye at the old day as it passes, biding farewell to yesterday.
Not knowing that remnants and dust still linger like a stain.
Climbing & tying, shaking & crying. This is my declaration to all wrong, all things not positive.
I look up to the sky,
'Oh Lord, give me peace'.
As i kick away the chair from under my feet.
This is my goodbye to an aged Life, an expired sadness. I shall not be defeated.
I stand in the frontline of MY house, my new lease. Unwelcome are burdens.
Kicking & screaming. I will not go down without having declared war!
Gino Obuseng
