BLACK BIRD by Jacob Happiness

Day 82
#365daypoetryforadvocacyandsocialchangechallenge

You are still sitting alone
in the dark corners of broken wings
Silently hugging your sorrows in
whispering tears
So you will never fly, blackbird

The memories of your father's pains
are perfectly seamed in a thousand
fragments to the lonely gown your mom
wore every other night. They never flew
So you will never fly, blackbird

They said your brother sentenced
himself behind bars so strong
Cocaine weaved your face unevenly
he calls you his lost wife's picture
So you will never fly, blackbird

They also said that your sister
is tied to the fists
of a man who nourishes her daily
with encounters fatal than accident
So you will never fly, blackbird

So you are still sitting alone
in the dark alleys of shredded hopes
In the haunted mansions of the infinite
stigmas sticking stubbornly to your black skin
So you will never fly, blackbird

I can see them hovering around you
Zombie dreams wandering your deserted
Mind. Their malnourished lips are broken
into a thousand pieces of never-give-up
So you will never fly? Blackbird

Jacob Happiness Friday is the Director at For course, an organization aimed at young people and choosing the right career part. He volunteers at Poets in Nigeria (PIN) UNICAL Connect Centre as a Co - Representative
Happiness, starts his conversation with praise the Lord! Obviously he in Love with the Lord.

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