Featured Poem: Moving On, by McDaniels Afangideh

MOVING ON (Inspired by Asa)

A song of no-mean-repute

Playing on a flow of repeat

Ambling through the stereo's heart

Massaging the ambiance in a mute loud tone

I sit with legs cris-crossed

Like a refugee in my fatherland

Percolating through the pages of life

Providing answers to questions rhetorical

Memories perched on my thought-full mind

Of times when words seems but a hostile party

tears clinging tight to my weeping eyes

Laying on this bed of roses

an island amid seas of tears

Dreams were but mares in the night

Only to be a friendly vision by day

When gracing ceremonies on-invited'ly

to buy a smile for the sorrow-full stomach

When bludgeon battered at the battle ground

Armed to the teeth with only a cadenced voice

Backed by roaring whispers of 'Fight on'!

Only to retreat, never to surrender

Yet in the Survival's Creed i take solace

Time they told heals but only love does

There is no time to ponder because

To ponder is to possibly perish

The perfect fight is one that is over

leaving your loser in awful sober

I won't give up, I will make it

I will survive but by my skill

So where do you go when you're by yourself?

Who comes along when you cry for help?

But as the river keeps flowing

I'll keep on moving on!

- McDaniels Afangideh

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