A FORCE OF EXPLOSION

Joy and war

Bottled up in one jar

Imbalance and order

Ruling one empire

Days strewn about

Desperation leads to great distraught

Time fast spent

Clamoured by regrets

Of not being able to hold its remains,

I beat my chest 

I let out a loud cry

There is going to be a force of explosion

When?

I cannot tell

Soft whispers of shadows

Leave my bones without marrows

The green light is always red

I'm colour blind

I find myself running 

Holding all my possessions

All I have...

My dreams

Stuck to dreams

Stuck to the breeze

Of the tide of emotions that lead me

Home

To safety

My mama tells me to fight

Yet, weakness overpowers me

My God tells me to run the race

oh,I am still running the race

 There is going to be a force of explosion

But when ? 

My answer still remains....

'I cannot tell'

I find myself at an entrance

A path that has no end

Metallic doors  bang into my face

My destiny seems to end

Hope!

Where art thou hope?

I grope in darkness

I cling to the visible representation

Of an invisible God

Because He is my light

The picture of me

Left to the breeze

Allowed to sink

Are Just illusions

Delusions

And hallucinations

Dreams, beauty and great talent

All rehash

All coarsen

The nitty-gritties of an ardent dreamer

Wait!

What time is it?

I cannot tell

Expect that there is going to be an explosion

A great force of explosion..

That I know

An explosion

That brings cohesion

That brings alignment 

To my every chaos

To the dreams that lay scattered

On a bed of hot sand...

Like a desert

A great explosion

That allows order

That allows zeal

To work through the tissues

And sinews of a determined soul

My dreams..

Those untold stories

Those unwritten folktales

Shall subject themselves to this great

And mighty force of explosion. 

What time will this be?

Frankly....

I'm not inclined to tell