The Next Storm

August 27, 2014 7.12 a.m.


I have not seen it before

This smile so radiant and so pure

It’s journey’s end unknown

The face on which it is carved yet unborn.


I have not heard it before

The wailing cry so chilling, so raw

Pain so brutal, so deep and so insane

From lungs which belted in anguish trembling with the scorching pain.


I have felt it all before

The smile of joy and happiness

And the anguished wail of pain and sadness

Yet, I stand here towering strong and waiting for life’s next storm.



8.20 a.m.


Contributed by:


Holler at the blogger, SHANU AFOLAMI.

He tweets @shaiontheprowl!



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