From My Mind's Eye (Daniel Felix Ayibontey)

BORN TO DIE What is the essence of birth? When it ends in death What’s the essence of breadth? After you leave earth What is the royalty of a maggot? In the beak of a wild parrot The most beautiful dance of a chick Never pleases a hungry hawk. I seek to know Where do we Go? When we lay down This blood and this bone I seek to know Where do we go? Who takes our soul? When we die and go Some say: We reincarnate. Some say: When we die, we wait. Some say: When we die, we’re gone. Some say: We still live for long. What a world we live in. What is worth believing? When the good keep leaving, And the bad keep living. In a day a man is born In a day a man is gone. A once joy of the morning; Turned a cause for mourning All men become equal When death makes its call All hopes, pride and swiftness Mold salutes to meekness. For heaven and earth bare witness That Hades knows no weakness. It is fearful ...

THE ADDICT'S CONFESSION ------------------------------- It started as an interest; I deemed it worthier than the rest. It then became a hobby; A hobby turned a habit. It seemed to be an addiction; Frequency increased by addition. What I did once or two times, I now do a hundred times. I felt good, I must say. I was good, so they say. I kept my grasp on the gullible And lorded over the vulnerable. They loved me and adored me, Though a few of them abhorred me. There may be tough days to endure But until then, I enjoyed. My enjoyments turned sour When I first saw An interest-like addiction Leading me to destruction. I was in self-made shackles; Afflicting myself without struggles. Menacing as if under a yoke Even though I took no oath. I cried and waited for help, Yet closed all doors to help. I fantasized in madness Without self-pity or kindness For myself; at least for me. For both victim and villain was me. I could have sought after cure But I chose to endure. I now lie beneath ...

LOST AGAIN Love is unfair; Life is unfair. Why must I always Bury my head In shame; In pain, Knowing that I lost again? When I fall in love I give it my all. With high hopes; Body and soul. I don’t care; Richer or poorer. You love me, I love you more. Yet most at times, I fall in wrong hands. The one I trust Calls me a liar. Thinking I’m cheap; Calls me a cheat. I can’t believe, I lost again. We stayed together Under same roof. Even though You had no proof. No engagement, No commitment No, not yet; Not for marriage. I pretend to be happy Even though I suffer. Yet you left me To be with another Who is not even Compared to me, better. I can’t tell how I lost again. I’ve learned my lessons; I’ll cry no more. For nothing is fair In love nor war. The smiles today, Tomorrow is no more. Sweet fruits Turn bitter and sour. Life is unfair Love is unfair. Why must I always ...

THAT SPECIAL FRIEND. I made a new friend; She’s fun, she’s so sweet. Sometimes we could buy Ice cream and both lick From the same cone Right on the streets. We seemed perfect, We just clicked. She could call me at dawn To have long chats. Or sometimes at noon To share long laughs. She was fun to be with, Nice to chill with. I found in her, That special friend. I could put my head On her laps. She could caress me, Give me hugs. Occasionally we lie And just admire; Looking at each other, Straight in the eye. I love her, She loves me too. She tells me She misses me too. I feel positive; I need her too. She found in me, That special friend. I never want To date her; That doesn’t mean I hate her. She never wanted To date me; That doesn’t mean She hates me. The bond we ...

My eyes are weary I’ve cried my heart out My heart is heavy; A life has faded out. No desire to make merry; My joy totally ran out. I’ve lost a dearie; Irene Pamela Addico. Our hearts are torn; We’ve lost a comrade. Some still cant believe We lost a model. We cry and hope It was just a joke. But life indeed Is full of surprises. She was a brave lad; Courageous and bold. Full of energy; Such a young soul. A free spirit; Fun to be with. Beautiful inside out; A self-made model. She knew when to start. She knew when to stop. She appreciated everyone And was loved by all. Though sarcastic sometimes, She was full of hope. Unique, free yet satiric. She fitted perfectly. Tyranny snatched her Untimely from the world, While she sat Comfortably in a car. She had hopes, Dreams and plans. Little did she know; Her time was up. The moon stood still; The cold breeze froze. The night birds chirped While onlo...