JEREMIAD: "TROUBLED WATERS OF LIFE" BY SHOKO

I saw a lonely dove quivering in the cold wheather,

Then I thought of myself.

Will this inner torment ever end ?

Will this loneliness ever end ? 

I miss myself.

I miss my wife.

I miss my children.

I miss my family.

I miss my life.

I miss everything.

The blunt knife that has cut my life hang threateningly over my troubled brain.

How will I sail through the troubled waters of life ?

@SHOKO J/ KING JEY

+263715743345

-Zimbabwe

The poet persona questions when he would be delivered from experiencing the the gushing challenges of living.