"The villain is innocent and harmless, until we are the victims."
Chioma Onwudiwe
Musings of an Extraordinary mind:
Two creepy things happened, the other day. They were two very different situations, in equally different occasions. I was watching a person rejoicing, over an item of accolade. I almost joined them from across the screen, that was until I looked closer, into their eyes. There was a flash and flutter of fear, which was quickly submerged into a place of nothingness. While the crowd hyped and roared, this person sunk. The recipient was fading internally..... How sad it was to see.
The second situation, was an exceptional LIST of names. Each name on the list, became a toy when it was called out from the page. Except for one particular name. That name would jump out, when called and bleed. Then it would return, back to the page. This got the people around the table, where the list was being read, very angry. So they put a piece of block on it and smaller stones around it. Then they in the CIRCLE, began to talk loudly among themselves. However, as they spoke. The name began to bleed____, through the mounted and surrounding obstruction. None could stop the blood, as it flowed and flooded the room. So the list readers, grabbed their toys and ran....
Enjoy the following (new) Sonnet. Here's hoping humans remain so and toys just that, toys.
TOYS AND TOOLS A Poem by Chioma Onwudiwe/2017
They deem the souls of men, one in a pack Cluttered in groups of their race, or their deeds For every bunch, one must be picked from the sack Much of the same they are, therefore rid even their seeds
First pick the good and the potentially so Hype and then hold in system, for future use Program the mind and tools are good to go Behold an altered soul, but ready muse
Sadly, toys believe they've reached the summit One gets what they want and clears out, who they don’t Not their crime, if they never did the elimination commit So to face an unfolding fate, they simply won’t....
(Look out for the last verse! :))
