I watched this wall crumble on my feet with the smile of victory radiating on my lips though I wasn’t present at Jericho, now I watch my life crumbling before my existence.

With blood shot eyes he managed to see his life taking a stroll without him hoping it doesn’t get too far off that it’ll wonder
The way It’ keeps going through his head and the current at which they came I’d compare with the Atlantic, could it be today ?
Struggling with the darkness isn’t something he is used to but how he remains a constant failure is what continues to baffle him
Ashamed of his existence made him ready to see his dad again and laugh so hard to Solomon’s jokes, missing reality always gives him a rethink but how long it’ll last is something he knows not.
Have you ever been so close to death that you can’t tell what reality you’re in. Like King David he was a king and unlike Him he was a Lone Ranger sinking in this sand of time
It is clear he will soon be forgotten cause he never lived life like the Wright Brothers or even Ford.
It still drives him crazy each time reality dawns on him knowing he has become a demon like those his mother warned about, how art thy mighty fallen.
Hearing his name when no one calls drives him mad even more, could it be his last or possibly a distant relation to Samuel
Driven towards an end he doesn’t know makes him uncertain of his next breath.

Stephen Oshioma Imoyera