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The Broken You

Your fingers stagger

On the guitar.

Your soul is searching

For what it doesn’t know.

Your clueless spirit hovering

Over the waters with eternal groans.

You used to be the slave of fear

Your high dreams beaten into its ploughshare.

Your greatest foe

Became the mirror.

The eyes of every child held terror

For your innocence was cheaply sold.

Do I tell your story

Or you are the monarch whose butler is deception?

Surely I can tell your heart is a scenery

Of fallen walls and feasting demons.

There is way for you beyond a poem

Beyond astrology and the words of the wisest of men.

I will fail to help

But I must tell you one thing;

You’re a lion’s whelp

Sought after with unspeakable longing.

You must not linger

Though you stagger.

Come up hither

As you bleed on your guitar.

At the gate will the potter –

Be waiting with a new heart.

Put away the wineskin of grief

There’s balm in Gilead for perfect relieve.

– Martins Deep

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30, a collection of poems by Jaachi Anyatonwu
Jaachị Anyatọnwụ
Jaachị Anyatọnwụ is a poet, editor, and publisher living in the suburbs of Aba. He is the author of numerous poetry chapbooks and collections, and the Editor-In-Chief of Poemify Publishers Inc. Jaachị is passionate about discovering new voices and mentoring emerging poets. He is also a fierce advocate for the boy child and sexually molested.

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