Too many obstacles
are blocking my place of retreat.
Even my friends have made fences
every time we meet.
Conversations have become hostile
after promising only spoken words of peace.
People have made barricades in their homes
and have rudely shouted at my presence to leave.
Open arms of hugging love have perished
from friends and relatives that once held me close.
There are empty casting on the ground
from bullet shells that came to give me a dose.
I can hear the voices from the preachers
that once were evil spirits living in the dark.
They continue to insult the unintellectual accusations
that are merely lies but loudly emitted in the form of barks.
Why must I wage a battle I cannot win
when they cannot see my heart in silence?
I am at peace alone even though I am missed understood
as I live quietly and away from their violence.
These are feelings that run deep and I thought it would be wise to let the air encircle my emotions so that it can perhaps bring tranquil moments into my troubled heart.