A Day.

walking and strawling down my way
my head down, eyes shut trying to pray,
my life a shadow leading me a stray,
back to dues I thought I had paid,
Into the eye of the storm, the comfort of pain

Languishing in the confusion,
drifting into deeper pits of the abyss,
flooded in sulphur, drenched in bliss
the thoughts of pain begging to breathe
away from creatures,
away from you! the hypocrites.
™©Jayme Hyze, Michael Mwachofi & Mwangi Njoroge
(Group 4 Hisia Zangu 5th edition workshop)

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