
Demons fighting in my sleep
Monsters rising from the heap
Nightmares keeping me awake
More of this, I cannot take
Wake up and I figure out
How to get rid of self-doubt
I will have a big yard sale
Set up everything to scale
Put my feelings on display
Everything must go today
Buckets of false hope for free
Jealousy in packs of three
Complex webs of greed hand-spun
Take the hatred, I am done
Get my worries, two for one
Bottled sadness, I want none
Stacks of guilt, I’m done with these
Paid all my subscription fees
What is left I will discard
Should not really be that hard
When my yard is all cleared up
Of this life I’ve had enough
I will pack up all my bags
Dress myself in simple rags
To the beach, I will head out
Take the solitary route
Won’t have anything to hide
Joy and I’ll enjoy the ride
Smile and sing along the way
Up until we reach the bay
Sip some sunshine from a glass
Watch the happy faces pass
Wash the remnants, dark and grim
In free waters, I shall swim
– Yousuf Bawany, June 2016
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