#TheRun

I am at war with my past
Constant battles inside my head
Someone lend me an eraser because i have things i need not to remember
Do I have to come from somewhere?
Do I not belong to nowhere?
Is my mother not Kenya?
Is my language not Kenyan?
What’s this voice telling me to stay here?
To stay calm? And that peace will be back?
And that the nation will cease being in flames?
Will the politician ever mind me?
I don’t think so!
Okay, it’s the day that ends. Or it’s night that eats it up, i don’t know.
The thing is that there’s an end, that’s threatening to swallow me.
That’s why am now like a fired bullet. I’ve left no signs of coming back
Running,like I’ve always been running only that this time round am running to the right direction.
To the world,
Which is a very dangerous place to run to!
What am looking for in this run,
Is any signs of civilization
So that i have a happy story for my son.

Author: sander_ochy

I am a journalist, a poet, a spoken word artist, a writer, and performer. Life is all I write about. #Freeverse254

5 thoughts on “#TheRun”

  1. Stop running.
    Look before you leap.
    Look at the past with someone wise.
    The idea is to find out what you are afraid of:(why you are running)
    The best way to find out what we are afraid of Is to make a list of who we are angry with and why.(resentment)

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