The Play

We may all be puppets stumbling

To the music of a master;

Immaterial, perhaps immortal.

Belief is a string tied around our necks

And once we cut it off, we fall like infants

Drunk off exhilaration,

We suffer, struggle to believe again.

But the doors are timid,

The windows won't consider

And every atom dancing between our solemnity laughs at us.

So, we thirst for the rain,

And oh; when it does fall,

Perhaps the purpose of life will unravel

And there dare not be no meaning to death.

©Samuel Jr.

Samuel Adeyemi (Samuel Jr.) is a poet and a spoken word artist. He currently studies English and Literature at Federal University, Lokoja. A lover of music, sports and art, He hails from Kogi state and resides in Abuja.

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