STUCK

Smiles, so far in range

Everything looking strange!

Doom! bitter as revenge

Life, what a challenge!

I walk but thorns engage

Me with unquenchable rage,

Stop so maybe gauge

But can’t read past front page!

Doubts and worries besiege

Me in one hell of a cage

Enjoying me like prestige

Age after age!

History now permanent stage

As past failures swallow my wages

If I was heavier than a badge

This I wouldn’t divulge.

BY: STEPHEN OBELI