The Man Outside

I tried to trust people
The poison I get
I tried to be loyal
That came with insults
I tried to be me
The perceptions nosedived
I try to be true
But the lies evaporates.

All the love I gave
Came in hateful waves
All the time I spoke
None was a serious notes
For each help I get
The more gossip it springs
For tenfold and blindfold I crave
It became dawn to me

If it was for love,
Living could mean a thing or two
If it was for culture
People will stay in put
But all was for clouts
Every one Chase and cruise
For time they say is of no use
The waiter lives no more.

Chidiebere Okoroji
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 07/01/2021

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