the obvious secrets

That moment when all becomes awkward
And all that darkness is supposed to cover
Becomes infused with light.
I'm sure you know what I am on about
Because it has happened to you before or even to someone you know.

Like the Yoruba adage says:
"those things that we do not want the father to hear, will eventually be settled by him."
meaning, those things that you think are secret,
many people who know you would rather hush and look on in amusement at your folly
and the eyes that see into the darkness laughs in wait...
until that moment when you see that you do need help.
that's what i am talking about; that moment when the hunter becomes the haunted.

walking hand-in-hand  on the streets with unfamiliar eyes;
locking lips where there are no tongues to wag;
being crazy just because there is no one to be the alarm,
going down the mountain when one should be ascending.
our fears keep us locked up in things that would draw us perpetually down rather than lift us up;
those places where we have hidden treasures will always distract and make us stray.

now, i see this route clearly. a route i wouldn't want to tread no more.
a place where rather than face forward, we walk backward
and rather than gain grounds, we lose them...
...just because we forget that the eyes that we answer to are invisible;
the tongues we run away from should open up our ears to remember his word;
and the trouble we take to hide the secret makes our situation graver than it should be;
then, we are sucked further down the lane of 'the hardened heart'.

with the eye within, i see
the joy of the moment, if unaligned to the spirit of truth,
becomes like sour grapes- setting the teeth on edge...
the stolen moments, the planned trips, the silent but quite obvious 'moves', the lies, the deceit,....
and the list goes on....
when will you learn to stop and turn?
how far gone are you willing to go?
i am certain that this heart has thought of it.
i am sure of the beatings the mind and the heart have given one the other.
but who wins?
again, will you allow the self to win?
or will the spirit lead you to be broken?
how vulnerable can you be?
how much longer are you going to keep it hushed?
are you ever going to take responsibility for certain irresponsibilities?
or are you just going to let it suck you in?

get this straight.
it is not a secret.
we aren't talking don't mean we can't see.
in time....maybe...but time holds us back.

who wins?

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