It began as a whisper, a promise
The calmest of voices whispered my dreams into my ears
And like a child on Christmas eve, I hearkened to it
I believed you
You began to linger slowly through the decay of time
Like a vine snake in a meadow, you slithered
Each day bringing you closer to your sinister plan
And with each passing day, the change became apparent
Frailness overtook me, threatening to shatter the very core of my existence
Like a virus, you spread through me faster than wild fire
You infected me with your poison
I was helpless
I was sick, sick for you, and you were my only cure
You always provided a healthy dose of the antidote
But just like an ice storm in a cold November, you ceased…eventually
I was out in the cold, fragile and weak, I was left for dead
Minutes turned to hours, hours turned to days
I froze
I couldn’t scream, I had lost my voice in the cold
Even if I did, no one would hear me out in the wilderness
When all hope seemed lost, a ray of sunlight finally hit my forehead
But this was not the end
I lost track of time, still engrossed in weakness and agony
I burned
As I watched my hope turn into a raging nightmare, I cried
As my flesh was charred, I groaned, but no one came
With the last strength in me, I picked myself up and began to walk
I walked
When all attempts seemed to be failing, I found new strength
So I began to run
I ran
I smiled as I saw the beacon of hope restored
My skin thawed, but my heart ever crystalline remained
It had frozen so cold, matchless by the ice bergs of the Atlantic
My body did only what it knew how to do best, self-preservation
It purged the disease from my system and formed antibodies against it
And so, when that promise comes whispering again
When that voice comes bearing my dreams again
I’ll know better than to let it in
All I have to look down at my scars and frozen heart
And I’ll remember.
Written by Max
Lovely write up.
Yay for you. Perhaps it’s time the old man starts acting like the father of one who’s done with NYSC and is now a public servant.
You’re one to talk. Seeing as you’re the poster child for blind loyalty.
Of course you knew it was Max halfway thru the writeup. Such superpowers of deduction.
As in eh. Lol
Lmao!! Smh typical.
The way you defend your friends and the ‘lipstick Gang’ on KD.. One would think you are on their payroll.
It’s about knowing the way people reason.. It’s about having ideas of people’s persona or presumed persona.. It’s quite easy if one is intelligent and pays attention to little details. It’s not rocket science.
@tef, do you ever comment without leaving shade behind?
It gets on peoples nerves.
Ronnie honey, leave it alone. It’s too early in the morning for ugly. Don’t spoil your day.
Max i smelt Internalized Homophobia in ur poem. Abeg who else did? Buhahahahahahahahahahahahahah. *sets table for Lipstick Gang*
Oh you mean, the way you would rather kiss Gad’s and Sinnex’s collective asses, whether those asses are positioned over a toilet seat or not?
Guy, please, carry your condescension elsewhere. You’re too fake to know how to pull it off.
I don’t think I wrote whatever you might’ve read.
Straight people love it. It’s one of their deepest wildest fantasies..
I think his comment was meant to be teasing, Max. lol. Everyone already knows you’re an advocate against internalized homophobia. 🙂
@Tef, If you’ve taken that time “you don’t normally have”, that time you use in making your faux money to probe yourself, the world would’ve been a better place.
As in! I tire
iDied
Mtchewwwwwwwwwwwwwww…..such blatant pettiness oozing from the moderator….
K
You have no idea how the thing pains me. How this special type of intuition skipped me at creation, God knows.
Gaydar – non-existent
‘Pre-science’ of kd authors – zilch
biko, tell me my relevance as a gay person oooo
…except when one of dem lez is butch. You need to hear the irritants making noise.
He does??? They must be air thin cos I never see anyee
Yes. Shocking, isn’t it? That the moderator is just as human as you.
Moderator this, Moderator that…..so its ok for you guys to spew rubbish at the moderator but when he responds you quickly paint him black. Smh
You people should grow up abeg (The Old one should act his age for once, shebi he has a son in the Uni sef). Sigh
*face in palm *
The day you climb out of your shell of sillyness and weight issues, or actually get off the bed or the kitchen(which you seem to linger all day cooking for your man, write something and send to Pinky.
You seem to have this idea of #SelfImportance, but always come off as grossly silly and a retard.
You’ve never contributed on this blog before, but always seem to have something idiotic to say.
Sit the fuck down madam and write something. Your comments here will continue to be invalid until you do.
*silliness.
Rotflmao….. IDied
Somebody should pls ask this girl out so she can stop sounding so bitter and frustrated.
Janethevirgin
#BhetWhy
Bye Felicia
Ahem! Dats d Max i knw! Tok baby, tok. Devour, tear, break and scatter all enemies dancing yahooze over ur post, give dem kolomental that they cry why me oo. Do not collabo with them nor take dem as ur eminado rather Give dem a shoki style bcos in ur lyf Godwin *side eyeing Dennis*
Teflondon did u hear wat Pinky said abt u?? Did u? He said u leak ass dat is shitting, i.e Otule na-anyu nsi. Phew. Dnt accept it, fight back. Attack in ur rage. Crush and destroy. Do not take dis insult at all. I dey ur back. Pinky wear ur armour and shield and pick up ur sWORD! wait for any attack and give a counter attack, just like d firebending tactics. Let ur opponent’s strenght become his weakness. Na me dey ur back.
*waterbending tactic
McGray your goofyness is what is actually attractive to me.. I’m so much into you right now. Kindly tell PP to give you my pin or give him the authority to give me your email addy. Email him biko
#Kisses
Can you imagine such blind loyalty. He became so blind that he forgot the resolution they reached in one of their dry meetings.
Omodada, thanks for educating those who need it.
… and he finally clears my doubts. Sad
We really have a long way to go. Such a long long way.
Kindly highlight the “rubbish spewed” against the moderator starting from the comment that elicited all these rejoinders to the last. If you can’t, the only thing I require from you on behalf of most members of this family is to go to God in prayer and apologize to Him for your folly inspite of the wisdom He made available to you. Point of correction; the old one has a son that is through with NYSC and is now a public servant.
Half way through this,I said to myself “was vhar writting a poem to depict Max?”. Nna, man will always fail you. All who put absolute hope in man lives very miserable lives. Love is the only medicine you need. Love for self, love for man (not dick oo) and love for God. The first step is by being true to yourself.
Nice write up.
Apparently everyone now has a 10th sense that allows them tell who the writer of a post is before the end. Odiegwu.
Wow this is so nice. Nice one Max
Reblogged this on ronniephoenix's Blog.
Even b4 i started reading d poem i knew it ws Max. Buhahahahahahahahaha
I cried.
I walked.
I ran.
#okbye
Why are Nigerian lesbians so tolerated at clubs? They are allowed to smooch n misbehave but it’s a no no for guys! So unfair!
Max, I have no words…
sounded like an ode to living with a veneral disease
I always like how some of the “””comments””” here have ABSOLUTELY nothing to do with the posts at hand…
I’m like “Wow, y’all mature as sh**”
Keredim, thanks for disagreeing with me politely but I had to read the poem again and my initial thoughts refused to change.