11-2-12
11-2-12 Eleven-two-twelve It's eleven minutes to twelve And I'm here thinking again Saying to myself, here we go again Yes, it's another fearful eleventh day of February Few days to Valentine's Day It's six years after After your demise stole my laughter Turned my world inside out Made my mouth full of bile And my heart full of doubt And kept me wondering what's in this life That when all's going smoothly And you got a smile so toothy Things just turn sour With just the snap of a finger Or in the twinkling of an eye Or before you say Kingsley Emezie Pause... Pause... Pause... I just froze at putting down that name No it ain't writer's block Although I must admit that A lot more than has come from this being Had been blocked by that call That call that I still wish didn't come That call that kick-started the storm That raged within me riotously That storm that no one could see But killed every zeal within me Pause.