Wednesday 25 January 2017

THE WALL



She gave a lot of excuses
So many reason why…
Reasons why she couldn’t try
She would sometimes cry
Make a scene
And go back to her life of sin
Cheating herself
And nobody else
She thought she was smart
And she would tell them this and that
She told them about the wall
The wall that was responsible for her fall
She would exaggerate about its height
“Oh! What a sight!” she would cry
“It’s so tall!”
But she was only fooling herself
There was really no wall
Her fears and imagination had teamed up
They created a wall
They built it
She supported it
And to her, it existed
What a prey…on her they feasted!
She was her own worst enemy
Building nonexistent walls all around her
Walls that would deter her…
…Walls that were stopping her from being who she should have been
A figment of her imagination
What an evil creation!
A wall seen…
Seen only by her!

What a waste of talent!
What a waste of a beautiful destiny!
Why!!!
Tear down the walls, pretty one!
Recreate a new path!
Forge on!
Don’t hold back your greatness!
Be the you you were created to be!
The you you were called to be!
Not the you decorated with fear!
You are great!
Created perfectly by God!
Be the you He created you to be!
Not the you the world wants you to be!



By Sylvia Chika
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Monday 9 January 2017

THE ENEMY AT CLOSE RANGE





The enemy at close range
Loyalty sold for a piece of meat, a coin or a good dose of gossip


The enemy at close range
A friend with evil intentions
Searching for loopholes


The enemy at close range
Embraces you with a smile
Helps you clean your gun
But pulls the trigger when you turn your back


The enemy at close range
Disguised as a sheep but as sly as a fox
Laughs with you at your table
But as soon as it’s dusk
He runs into the shadows to break bread with your mockers


The enemy at close range
Knows your every move
Hears your every word
Spills all your secrets


The enemy at close range
Breaks your heart without a warning
And gives you quinine in place of honey


The enemy at close range
Is a friend with evil intentions



By Sylvia Chika
sylviachika@gmail.com
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http://sylviachika.wordpress.com/
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Twitter:@sylviaoz


© 2017 Sylvia Chika