My kingship have been crowned with thorns
The sun no longer smiles at me
I'm a lost sheep in search of my shepherd
The web of my life is mingled.
My glory is fast asleep
The wind of failure can't stop howling
I refused to sink, now I'm floating
The ocean is where I belong.
I live under the nuclear sword of darkness
I once met a demon that turns out to be my Waterloo
She told me that everything will be fine
If only I choose to end my fight now.
The stillness in my heart keeps beating fast
I'm dancing to the tune of my own funeral
What am I doing here ?
I'm drunk in my own pool of blood.
© 2019 Christopher Ndulue