ANGEL OF DARKNESS
By Emmanuel Elem C.
Morning, afternoon
and night, my heart bleeds
Of your insincere
cordiality and mutuality.
I feel like crying,
yet I can’t cry because of you.
“Why you?” I I keep
asking my poor self.
You of all people! I
wish you can still remember
How we came to be,
what spurred me
To see you as a darling, how good and innocent
You were through your
chameleon eyes.
But now, what are
you? Answer me, oh, angel!
Really, nothing is
permanent in the world,
Even your so called
beauty and innocence.
How I wish you can
see how my heart bleeds of love.
You pseudonymous
angel, you have reaped me
Off my joy, friends,
love and my most being (integrity).
You were once a
duplicated me, but now, I wonder
What you are; your
real self. Yes! You can never
Run of out of your
shadow to any distant mountain.
Hence, I can see your
real name clamouring for fame,
ANGEL OF DARKNESS!
That’s what you are.