“We live in a world where unfortunately the distinction between true and false appears to become increasingly blurred by manipulation of facts, by exploitation of uncritical minds, and by the pollution of the language.” ~ Arne Tiselius
Some days, you look beyond the smiles, your naive nature, and see people as they are – without judgment nor expectation. And as you look closer, and review the trends in your life, you tend to see manipulation stirring your wheels toward a life that seems out of control. Be cautious of that word ‘friend’. Not to spread negativity, but just be aware of those that are with your for their own selfish needs. Every experience has a lesson, of where you should put your trust, and other circumstances, refrain from association.
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I sat there on his laps
As he fed me with lies
He cleaned the sides of my mouth
He watered me down
To nourish me with his words
I digested it
I grew big and full
I trusted the dust in my belly
I trusted the stones that left me
Uneasy
I never questioned
Why I grew cold
Why I inhaled this same air
That collapsed in my lungs
As my belly began to swell
I felt pains in my spine
His hands patted down my back
Giving me support
To hold on to his words
To lick his fingers dry
To eat the poison
To embody his truth
And now sorrows have plunged
Deep within this frail skin
Making a victim
Out of something I could control
A friend
That carved a puppet
As I mimicked his desires
And birth them
Has he not drunk enough?
I am now low in energy
Suffocated by his will
An endless pursuit of his hunger
As I now carry what is left
After all these years
With my soul dented with agony
Depart from me
And let me discover peace once more
©Kihek
Kimberly Ihekwoaba 