Abeng Urban Poetry: Redemption Cry (Reflections of A Fallen Soul)

                         Cry My Redemption (Reflections of A Fallen Soul)

                                      copyright 2016 K. Omodele

Ever wonder what point a heart hardens and drops?

Vulnerability buried in emotional plots

At fourteen years old began to lose control

when booze-infused rage batter-bruised my soul

Glass shattered, bond severed, head bloodied by shards

Plus my arms were too short to box with God,

So I mentally laced up; mind squared, face upped

"Never weak again!" Then streets called, raced up

Toed the ledge of the abyss watching life unfold

Mama asked me 'bout my scars I left my Truth untold

Images too raw, memories water boarded m'soul

swallowed whole; Internalized, turned cold -like snake

Shed skin, re-emerged. Don't blink! Don't feel!

Veins buzzing current, nerves hard-wired steel

Wounds heal, but dreams shrivel like raisins 'gainst sun

Innocence suffered and drowned when soaked in rum.

Hook (Chorus):

Vulnerability ridded, heart hollowed out, pitted

I got notches in my skin that mark the day of my descent

Certain crimes I've committed, penitentiary fitted

I carve verses bleeding penance, shedding tears of my redemption.

Vulnerability ridded, heart hollowed out, pitted

These notches in my skin mark my day of descent

Certain crimes I've committed, penitentiary fitted

I put my pen to this paper and I cry my redemption.