My shadow conspired against me
I thought I could rely on it to be there for me
Despite being the closest to me
The moment darkness appears it disappear
I hear what you say about me
I understand my pain brings you joy
Or is it you’re the type that just wishes to see everyone fall
I just hope you do remember we all fall to prostrate to get closer to the Lord
Thus when you see me down do not kick me
I might fall 90 degree and you 180
He, you see on the ground has nothing to lose
For the only way forward for him is up
Compassion they say is for the weak
How weak of you to lack compassion for those off their feet
Have you forgotten when you crawled on your knees before getting on your feet
Standing above someone does not mean his defeat
The rain needs to fall for plants to grow
The more you put him down the stronger his roots grow
Beware his roots might take over yours
Thus, do not scare for what you can’t get, for you might get it rare
Every action attracts another
Should you wish good for yourself, do good
How do you wish bad on another just to feel good
To what satisfaction would you feel when there is no one to celebrate your good
This life we live is an illusion
The better you are at imagery the closer you are to success
No good image could come out of a bad heart
Not even a good image of a rotten heart
My shadow did conspire against me
But never has it wished bad nor harm towards me
Thus, why when it’s bright it perfects my imaginary
Life might be mean but you determine it’s meaning
Poetry 