my past

MY PAST


Like a painful thumb
it always stick out
Making me feel anxious
Troubled to face the imminent

As a nursing mother
Mime several assonance
To rock her crying child to snooze

Countless techniques I have devised
Hoping to see you keep mute
But to no reward

Like a shadow you’ve always trail my route
Innumerable I shocked my body formation
Optimistic to see you fall off

The future am always scared to face
Knowing justly that
You will shape it

Kaleidoscopically,
I bring them into my minds eye
Hoping to make changes
But to no avail
Instead I discover new lessons
Given me the intuition you've taken residence in me


I now know I cannot change you
Nor denial you
Cause you’ve become a part of me
And everyone have you lucked deep down there heart
Like a book
Save from there folks.
Who could never read the lines



Written by anthony ambrose
2nd December 2009.