Dear Faith

Dear Faith

Misfortune has crowned me king

But like a caged bird of freedom I sing

Blindly fighting the battles of the brave

salivating to the stench of an open grave.

Pleading with pain for a plate of poise

But to their ears, my notion was noise

Instead, they served me sumptuous distress

whipping my wishes like a wicked mistress

I yearned to break the chains in my brain

but my feeble feet trembled to disdain

So I stayed trapped in a clumsy cage

Flipping through life's sour page.

As time fluttered and flew,

I hung my bane out to dry

I was bold enough to take the risk.

Which birthed a juvenile brisk.

I became healed of the laments of yesterday

by the providence of the encounters of today

I'm telescoping the treasures of tomorrow

while I bid farewell to pain and sorrow 

Wale Fidel~(HolyPoet)

   1st July 2021.