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Broken by JigsawKillah(m): 12:23am On Jan 07, 2019 |
Poem: Broken SA called me broken Broken like my pencils In 'Akara' school One minute sharp Next minute broken, again. I was offended at first A harmless discourse Via an internet chat Where words are fists And nothing but egos bleeds. If he had sat close to me Called me broken I'm sure he would think And think And select his words Carefully. Countries apart He called me broken Simply because we shared Different views His conclusion: I was confused. Our points collided Our aim shattered His perceived harmless Opinion Paved the way to pen this poem. A personal analysis showed me I'm broken because I showed him me He saw past my clout The internet happy chap Banters laden with Happy sarcasms He saw past all that. He saw a youth, broken Like Stephen after he died Probably thinking God is coming Like Titanic's Jack's ghost Realizing love, is nothing. I'm broken like these bottles Broken with a sharp edge I touch you, I hurt you It's not my fault I'm that broken. I'm broken like a poor Dad On Christmas season Neighbors' kids flashing New things, foods, chickens He tries to stay strong Then he sees his kid's face. Broken as my thoughts When schools resumes And these fees I don't know how I'll get them. Broken like a man Sweated through school But can't even make Ends meet Decides to rob And gets nabbed on his First day on the road. I'm Broken like a believer Who never questions Swallows everything His religious leaders says His religious books says About what his God says And then his God fails To save what he adores most; Broken. Or maybe I'm not that kind of broken Not broken enough to Self destruct Broken in a societal way I don't even know how broken I am That's how broken I am. ©Jigs Lionheart 02-01-2019 6 Likes 4 Shares |
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