Olulu
It’s Glass
Can’t see it
But can feel it
The limits
The restrictions
And the rejections.
Can’t stop now
Too late to turn back now
Too far gone
And don’t want a life of regrets.
Its Glass
It talks and writes
Sometimes it says NO
Most times it is… Silence
But the silence hurts more
Makes me Brain fuzzy
And Heart broken
But still I rise
Can’t stop now
Got a life to live
It’s Glass
And it’s a wall
Sooner than later its coming down
It can’t break me
Like Hulk, Me smash
Not sure the pressure point
So I am squeezing and smashing all points
Something got to give
Don’t know how
But I know why
I’m born Great
It’s Glass
Ready or not
I’m breaking through.
(C) King Olulu, not from Zulu. 2017
Source: Enigmatic Global Concept
Editor’s note: Originally published as part of the 31 Days of Poetry series on VicAdex.com on 2 July 2017.
Editor’s note: Originally published as part of the 31 Days of Poetry series on VicAdex.com on 2 July 2017.