once before there was peace
yet now darkness comes
our very existence
is but a shadow.
Oh how the tides turn;
like Jonah inside the fish,
we pray for freedom
yet if we are
would we be grateful?.
Oh how the tides turn;
we were once brave,
but now our courage fades
like the smoke it is
it falls never to rise again.
Oh how the tides have turned;
our words meant for blessing,
have now turned toxic
just like acid
we melt through
but for how long?...
© Adiela Michael Osiah.
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