SHADES

Walk with me
Walk with me
Believe me and walk with me
Debates upon debates, no matter how the sea threatens, it still recedes.
The square necked lady decides to teach me a lesson, seizes me by the tie, the agama lizard falls from the tree and nods. I stopped the coffee intake but I am scared at the things I see with my eyes wide open. The shadows, the different shades of darkness. The real me looks into the mirror, but no one looks back. Should I be scared?
It would have been different if I took the chiefs cap for granted , if I saw nothing in the soul, if I kept the old pledge and turned not to my self for help. But I tried, I tried to close the door, it would not. A female leg stopped it. Woman stack naked with beads on her hips and gold on her neck... I was not a lover of the naked art, spiritually binding the man, turning his love for triangles to curves. Neither is the gold the reason I came to slave here.
But... why cast your whole year to a stranger, why follow him half way? Why lose faith in the promise, igniting the flaming candle to naught.
From the shadow of the serpent with a horn, it grows to a hand with a pen... This sleeplessness brings these demons close.
These humans say I walk in darkness. Hard words mere creatures can't swallow.

"when his candle shined upon my head and
by his light I walked through darkness..."
Job 29:3