You talk, I listen,
You advise I hear all,
You ask if there’s for me to say,
I say nothing,
For nothing I indeed have to say,
You worry I say nothing,
How can you understand me?
How can you comprehend my strivings?
The extent of my battles,
Only if you can be my guest,
Only if you can come in,
Just come in on my inside,
Then you’ll understand my silence,
For so much than I can say,
So much that mere words can describe,
Run through my inner chamber,
There’s an eruption on the inside of me,
I try as hard as possible,
To barricade it from overflowing,
I fight fiercely uncanny strangers,
I stifle a barrage of assailants,
These I do,
And so much to run away
from all and around,
One thing I do,
My optimistic antenna l keep high.
Thompson I. Emate is a graduate of University of Ibadan, Ibadan, Nigeria. His keen interest in creative writing particularly prose and poetry has seen him spend most of his leisure time writing these two. He has his poems,”Foot Soldier” and “Lilies” published in a youth magazine.He lives in Lagos, Nigeria.