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A PSALM OF BOYKA
A Psalm of Boyka
I conquered hell and her minions,
I ain't even where I want well I still need those Millions,
My life has long been a stronghold for an oblivion,
I happen to be that very guy who's up against the world and her region.
I was on an excursion to the sun and all I got to know was that,
I really am one lucky motherfucker, I just hope I won't go down just like that,
I've created unnecessary enemies for myself,
Some who are hellbent on making me cry, well I am right here all by myself.
Say no more for I can hear those heavenly cries,
Why was I so broken? I bet I've been feeding myself with those earthly lies,
Just say the truth, was I destined to die?
I still don't get, is all of this a lie?
I'm done bowing to the world and it's priesthood,
I made my very self unique, well I think I have ties with the hood,
I am letting this come to me naturally,
On a long run, I still have to die quietly.
He said to me in my dreams,
You still have a long way to go so quit this lame dreams,
What do you have in stall for me I asked?
Why am I this broken I asked?
I was asked to connect with my inner peace,
If I were to be left in peace then I'll have to make peace,
But how I asked?
Just give me a sign I asked.
I wallowed in self pity for years,
I was just too broken like I was living in the dark for years,
I just wanted an out,
But they all have proven to be what I can't do without.
I was once accused of being the bringer of darkness
Haa haa haa probably I was the prince of darkness,
I don't know how an human could be accused of such,
I can't see nothing, can you please lend me your touch?
Do not do this do not do that, damn I just hate being controlled,
I fought for my freedom because I got tired of me being controlled,
If I were to go down the memory lane,
I could have earned a medal for being beaten with a cane.
Take a look at me and you'll see for yourself a universe of pain,
I never got this better overnight for I had to let go of Cain,
I was that guy who's world was shattered in vain,
Well I wouldn't stop thanking God for saving my soul from it's endless pain.
I prayed and alas all seemed broken,
It became more worse when I had this issue with my sire,
Like sire you failed woefully, I think that was why I was left broken,
This isn't the time for me to pass blames cus they've chosen to retire.
It became dawn on me the moment I lost my ways,
I was trapped within the stars for they were the way,
The direction was made a thing of the past,
On and on I went for this I surely walked past.
I am a conqueror and I know that,
I've survived death like a thousand times well my life could have been slashed just like that,
I know I ain't done on earth,
It is a whole new day for my soul has just been given a new song on earth.
Forgive me father for I have sinned,
I've done terrible things and I hope my walls won't be breached,
I so much distaste my past and I know how much I've sinned,
This ain't me writing but by joyful spirit whom the world saw unfit.
I was rejected right from birth,
I know how hard I've tried to place them in bed,
I saw how much I was hated to the point of death,
Take a look at me, everyone of them will one day end up dead.
I am just one guy whose pain knew not a call,
On a good day it was I who took the fall,
For their misdeeds I wish I can place on them a call,
On a good day, no one can say to my face on how much my shits stood tall.
I have a lot of questions father,
I am not man enough to question you but rather,
Point at me my mistakes father,
And also a way out for I am undergoing a reform father.
Believe me I once lived through life with no purpose,
I had to get my shits figured out for this are things I was meant to,
Run through for life comes not with a meaning nor a purpose,
Not until we create one for ourselves by doing what we have to.
I felt her dying breath,
A story which was written,
To fulfill the length and breath,
Of all of this has been written.
No that it isn't sane,
Take it slow for it is lame,
To be left alone,
In this cold world cus I was once insane.
Adam took a vow with forever,
Can I be that steadfast? I asked,
I promise to stand by the truth till whenever,
For this was what I once asked.
Take a sit with me, drink out of my cup of experience,
I'll teach you what life holds with me pointing out it's existence,
Do not stoop so low by trying to look down on me,
For I'm better now for I was once mean.
I once found myself stuck on the psalms of existence,
Save ye not from thy wings of pestilence,
Demons o"er tantra why appearing with such pretense,
I got them not for they tend to walk past my defense.
Are you trying to play on me some mind games?
Talk to me and stop being gay,
You're exceptional and yet gay,
Such effort won't work on me because I'm not gay.
I seek not such fame,
As you can see I am still yet to tame,
The dragons of anger within me,
I really don't give a damn for I am being me.
Hey fella have you seen Ella?
She walked past me shortly but I am still yet to sense her,
She dropped her bags of love at my door step,
I think I am about to trip at her door step.
She came running at me with everything she's got,
I held my ground with the weapons in which i bought,
It was an hideous past for I was once taught,
In it's abyss for none of it was ever sought.
I found myself in this arena,
I really don't have an agenda,
My past got me naked in it's veranda,
It once overwhelmed me well not until I had her.
I have a great life now,
I can feel my soul ending it's strive,
I am seriously being looked down upon,
I feel lonely with nature well I have a God to call upon.
It is way hard for me to roll,
They'd rather walk past me with a stroll,
I have them serving as my troll,
Nothing's real for their heart is more dark than a coal.
Dear God shower on me this day,
Thy wings of mercy for I want no delay,
Please lord place my prayers on a replay,
Make me whole lord for I long not to decay.
I was accused of being a devil,
I really am a demon who dines with evil,
I once had a chat with the devil,
He came at me for he wanted to learn from me more evil.
Take a seat Lucifer,
Take a seat for I am about to decipher,
Do you really know who I am?
Why then are you trying to compare yourself with the I am that I am.
If I am to be given a chance,
I'd seize you from moving on God with some needless ounce,
Do you really think I can be defeated?
I have his support for you have been defeated.
What price do you think I am about to pay?
I ain't moving from where I lay,
Do you really think I'll ever bow to you?
You're nothing compared to who I serve so quit being a fool.
I know you're trying to stand on my stool,
You made use of my tool,
In trying to steal from me,
Flee from Boyka for you're only being a fool.
The heavens let out a great cry,
Send him forth for I won't want to watch him try,
Those were the words of my subconscious,
I am still alive and yet conscious.
Winner o'er winner thy hold unfolds,
Take a step forward and you'll be blessed in three folds,
I stopped living in lies for the truth unfolds,
I'll stop such prank less my doom unfolds.
I'm on my knees giving praises to the lord of the light,
Thanks for empowering me without inducing in me such needless fright,
I know what I want and yes I'll fight,
For that little ounce of comfort and it's light.
Holy holy holy is thy name,
You're more than I am for you own more much fame,
Oh father! You created this world,
Please father I don't wanna be defeated by this world.
Save me from those I am unable to see,
Empower my soul and please I wouldn't like to dive into it's sea,
The kingdom of darkness looms father,
Shine your light on them and safe me from being eaten as their super.
About this poem
It is the narration of my ordeal in life
Submitted by Boyka on October 01, 2021
Modified on March 05, 2023
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