show me a sorrowful person,
one with wounds that do not heal,
where is he that is so contentious
show me him that is unhappy and is full of complaints
his eyes are often bloodshot,
show him to me- and I will show an alcoholic,
who searches up and down for mixed wine
he loves as wine sparkles in the glass,
one sip, two, three,
he lingers longer with wine,
he smiles at its redness,
and marvels as it swirls around smoothly
then it starts stinging like a viper,
he’ll see strange things,
and feel like one falling into the deep void with no end
he’ll start babbling and won’t stop-
he receives beating after beating but won’t feel
when wine stings, it stings mercilessly
he won’t feel his arm or legs
when he wakes up, he wants more wine
who has woe?
Ayieko Sami is a Kenyan student who passionately writes short stories and poems for fun, and to keep a store of the happenings in the world in poetic forms for the younger generation to pick and learn from. Writing is therapeutic he says. You can read more of his poems at Bird Poetry.
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