Make Up Your Mind

I do not want to give up on you.

I have invested too much on you.

I do not want to give up on the dream that I have dreamt for years.

The mass population, is telling me that we can never be.

Society is telling me that confusion is the remedy for destruction.

I cannot put you to rest.

My soul is in turmoil.

My mind is in the heat of deceit. 

I cannot quit this fight because I have given you my all.

My blood tells me that the best route is realism but I am the author of delusion. 

At the encryption of my DNA is the coding for imaginations reign. 

I am bestowed to a world where realism and dreamers are at constant war.

I cannot give up on you.

I cannot stop believing that one day you will find your way to me.

I know that I have never spoken to you, but I feel like you are a part of my rib cage.

All I want is for you to make up your mind and come home to where I have kept your fire alive.

My heart beats after you.

My mind is amazed at your wonders.

My lips yearn for you. 

For how long must I hold the torch until you realise that I am yours. I do not know what to do! I do not know how to speak! I am in awe of your wonders. My heart yields after your embrace.

My king, when will you find your way home to me.

I have left you my red shoes, in hopes that you would wear it and return to my embrace.

You are my light in the darkness.

You are the figment of my heart.

My King I hope you are reading this.

I hope you see how much I love you.

I hope you see how much I have waited for you.

Till the ends of humanity, I will wait.

I will keep refiling our fire until you return home.

Not a nation or economic uprising can keep us apart.


You are my world.

My purpose is encrypted in you.


Hurry home My King, your throne awaits.

Jasmine N Cannon-Ikurusi