Wither

life is a fire with smoke
that will burn and will choke,
you are just another clown,
wear a frown or not, life is a joke.

it’s not true that tradition dies and it’s forgotten,
fathers who forced wards to be lawyers, doctors and co.
birthed children who have plans to force their wards
to be footballers, musicians, tech bros and co.,
rinse, repeat – a cycle in a circle of madness,
a dance of shame and an array of planned chaos.
one can’t voice opinions for fear of visa denial,
people gaslight others for the aim of asylum,
independent by words, still slaves by deeds and needs.
your sexuality is your right, why do you have to announce it?
for cunt, to leave your self-imposed ‘bestie zone,’
you choose to be a cunt that speaks foul of your friend,
just to cum. a lot of you, brothers, are mad. Very mad!
for funds, for penis, you are stabbing your friend. sigh!

life is a fire with smoke
that will burn and will choke,
you are just another clown,
wear a frown or not, life is a joke.

Tomide Abdul