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Stained Powder (international Day Against Drug Abuse) by Chocoman(m): 12:32pm On Jun 26, 2018
Gosh!
My hands shiver
Even as I type this
With the handcuffs
Surrounded my wrist

Instead of wristwatch
But handcuffs became my watch
As I watch my sluggish Steps to
The prison I never dreamt of

The dreams I had
And the dreams I never had
All hanging in the walls of
Okaka prison like a portrait
With a sketchy colour
Denying the image in it

I have Fainted
Like I should
Cos my flesh
Had betrayed my soul

My soul could only cry
As tears rained down
My weeping face
As he questioned the
Love of my flesh

My flesh betrayed
My conscience
As all my visions
Lying cold to this prison

I could only ask
Of a chance to
Share my sad story
As I wrap my face in
Shame and regrets

And I pondered
On my deceitful looks
That looked Attractive yet
I failed my parents to make headlines

I am sorry
God! Please forgive me
Even as I will be saying
Goodbye to the moon And sun
Not to hear the call of
The mighty trumpet
Till I am fine

I hate to miss you all
But this is my fate
Till I am refined in the
Walls of Okaka Prisons

Don't come
Looking for me
Cos my looks
May weep you down
To your tears

I was only lured
Just lured to this
White pills to pill my skin
I pop pill after pill till I was pilled
This is the price of fame
And that is a shame
I am now the sweetheart to
The walls of okaka prisons

I heard the voice of Heroine
Calling at Tramadol
Marijuana and cocaine
A life of addiction
Wasted to the walls of okaka prisons

I never knew
I could kiss this
Whitish powder
Until my flesh told me
But, Here I am
Stained to this Stainless powder
That stains my soul
And shines to kill

As I lay on
The bare floor gazing
Through the roof of
Okaka prison
Filled with words of
Imagination to
Wake on my bed
From the land of dreams

By: Sunday Oyinmiebi

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