Buried my neighbour's lost son

 

Please spare me

Hands crawly

Nails like saw edge 

Face horrifying

Eyes dark, it's all pain

The voice not good, horror

It's him, I know it's him

Get me out this 

Give me a reason, atleast one to go abiss

I'm in the dark, there's a hand here 

I'm lost, complete fear 

It's him, he's causing all this

A result of a religion long wasted 

I'm the one who buried the neighbour's lost son 

I gave the abortion idea to my then 'loved lad'

I'm here now, consequences in a thud 

I'm with him, I know it's him

Spare me, please spare me 

Long nailed crow, please spare me 

I see his face, blood in his hands 

I hear the cries, melody annoying

Cries of everyone I wronged, everyone's mourning

Please spare me 

I don't like him 

No I don't like it here 

I don't 

Please spare me

Spare me...

© amimoh

It's always here...

 

It's always talking to me 

It's always whispering in my ears, making me think I can't do anything

At times it shakes me to near fall, taking all the energy I have 

It wrestled my fortitude the other day and won 

Tried fighting it with my moxie, still made me sway

Wish I had a superpower, maybe it to slay 

Cause with this I know I'll go crazy, nay 

This nightmare will make me go crazy, nay 

And though I walk with my head held high, I have nightmares I fight with the best dreams...

© amimoh 

Kenny

 

Hunting for love 

Shyness the only huddle

Her face my weakness

A story I wrote with an inkless pen 

There was this lass in my childhood, name is Kenny 

Ten and beautiful, I was 12 then, no penny

Beautiful feeling, diffidence of a 5 year old 

Bet this was love... this was love

Hunting for love 

Shyness the only huddle 

Her face my weakness

I wrote it with an inkless pen

Befriended her, regarded it tactical

All the comforts and walks, guard in disguise

Developed so fast, we formed a pair

All the concerns of others, developed an affair

It's that love I wrote with a dry pen, no ink 

No ink 

There are stories we told in the forest 

Collected wood, whenever tired; on our back and face up, had our rest

There are plans we made in our youth

Have a big house and car, drive ourselves around the world, all our problems to mute 

These are plans I made with an inkless pen, hope that I'll write them one day...

Somebody tell me where Kenny is 

Bring her to me, let me show her the memories of our childhood; all that was in our list 

Show me my first, let's recreat the good times again 

Let's fill the pen again 

And rewrite the story, this time with an ink fill pen 

Let's write 

Kenny let's write 

© amimoh

She tried son

 

16 years since I termed this life new

16 years since I became mum and dad, Liew 

It's now time to paint it new 

Son there's a life long gone, one I only wish you new 

Let me tell you 

Just listen 

Mum wasn't sick son, it's a call she blew 

She never abandoned us, just a battle she lost

She fought hard, her fortitude died first

Don't blame her, it's the dark side of the devil, the tongue

She fought hard son, she did 

It started as a cold son

Three, four weeks it demanded she be bold 

The fight had started, her whole body sore 

Fought it gladly, two of us by her side 

Your mum was a heroin son, she fought hard

She did fight hard

She really did

Keep the memories she hold dear 

Keep the principles she paints clear 

Be the son she wants, keep your values near 

Make her proud son, a hero for a heroin

She's a fighter son, she really fought well

She did fight well

Hold the values she would have wanted, please don't sway

Give your best in each one, keep her at bay 

Keep the fighters at bay

Your mum near 

Cause she fought well 

She fought well

She really did

I only wish she was here son

I really do...

© amimoh

not the one

 

Gave you everything, I know

Told you it'll stand till end of time 

That you're a queen, showed all signs

But because you failed to put on a dime, and see that it was all fantasy

One that deserved no ecstasy

Now you look at us with regrets 

With personality under arrest 

You only wish all that was a test;

Cause he's not the hero you wished for....

© amimoh

... run out of love...

 

Stupid me 

Thought I could trust you 

What a lie 

That you'd stay

The way you made me believe

Without goodbyes 

I'm still asking why

Why'd you run out of love

Where's my other half 

Did you not find my story worth it 

Why'd you run out of love 

Why'd you leave me in the dark 

Made me believe you 

Only for the beautiful pages to pluck

Just to leave me in the dark 

© amimoh

Which one...?

 

Silence

Silence

There's a sound I want to hear

Clarity

Clarity

There's a face I want to spot

There's this unique one I want to be sure of 

They're two and I don't know which one

Silence 

Please be silent

Listen to the story I tell not to them, it's such 

Kith, kins who cares not much

I didn't ask for this, not this one

I'm shitty, Yes I am, but atleast a true one

Only sure of one thing

My heart is for one

But which one?

Met the first one at the school hostel storey

Two, three days, romance now made all the stories 

Had dreams and hopes; a home and maybe three kids, we would name one Maureen

Such beauty, such flex

Ooh I loved Lorain. 

Road trip to Mara, that's how I met Clara

Beauty, beauty, told her she had the right to be one of the seven wonders

Divided heart, loving two lads at once

I never chose this, my heart did

Now I only need one, but which one?

Trust me there's a song they sing for us all, stronger than charm 

There's a face they put on for seduction, Cinderella knows it

Tactics they use on us

All good 

I'm down for this, they're all good

Somebody help me choose, they're all good

Really good 

I loved two at once, I need to choose now

Which one?

Which one ?

© amimoh

You lied!

 

You lied !

1st time was good 

You preached of repentance

Told us you are holy, no hesitance

We had to be like you, no resistance

There's something you never told us though, pretence

There's something you were hiding; no idea 

But why..

Why'd you lie?

I was only fourteen then

Obedience at maximum, could never say no then

You talked of respect for parents, took you as a friend

Only wonder why you never visited your beggetters back in the village

It's like you lied. Yes you lied

But why? 

The women congregants believed you 

All the acknowledgment you took for granted, proud you

Defiled them, the complainants to you were haters 

Religion; like the skin of chameleon

Why did you lie? 

Why?

Last Sunday in your church

Gave a lot to swallow; teachings as much

"Thy will see you son, don't go", your utter in clutch 

Defiled me, the same body you called temple 

Religion; like the skin of chameleon

Liar!

You're a liar!

Let them come for me

Come for me; I've killed the liar 

Come take me; I've redeemed the church

The one to whom religion was a leeway to crime 

Chameleon to whom congregants were objects of fun

One who defiled me; I've killed him 

Invaded thy temple; he's gone now

He's a liar; he lied 

Why though, why

Why did he lie?

Can't we question?

 

Genesis, Let's begin

Exodus, I'll walk you through

Acts, Know all that's written

Revelation, Let's know 

There's a supremacy in our midst

Trinity, three existence in our list

Father controls it all they say

Son is also the father; then the spirit, same as the two.

It's all religion they say.

But can't we question? 

Offerings, tithes, development funds; it's one of their songs 

Some preach, others criticize;to them that's how it's done

This is no good good news; complete revision of the Good Book

Religion that tames us all

Do we have a choice? 

Can't we question?

The elders of our church wore bloody rags the other day

Call themselves adorned; but never in white rolls as in the Book 

Misleading teachings, all in dark dealings

Hypocrisy is winning and I don't like this

Society sticking to the ways of the west; I don't like this

Why not question 

Why not

The beautiful Book is loosing meaning

Dark one using mere beings in his wheelings

Religion is a tool now; edges so sharp

But because it's from another part; we can't question

Because it's not our origin, we can't ask

We can't question

Can't we really question?