Food For The Mind | Folarin Akinboyewa

My head's clustered like bad rhythm
I require tranquility
To fight this writer's block
I need peace to Pierce the block!

Violence you see is a meal
Soliloquize too much and you'll vex
Socialize too much and you'll vex
The only meal for the mind is violence, inner violence!

The search for the truth is inwards
We need to excavate our minds
Our truth, jailed in our minds
We should flay our minds!

I'm over the block and high
I'm outta my mind but not mad
Just went in to see my truth
But alphabet was in my way so I devoured him too!!.

Poet's note: This poem was written on the 1st of July. The poet expresses a feeling of frustration about not being able to write and decides to look inwards in his mind to to overcome his problem he then realized that only violence and hatred fills his mind and to write again he needs to do something special like making use of all the letters in the English alphabet to write his poem.