A Fight Not Lost Poem by Kayanja Ronald Edwin

Dreaming in black and white
Seeing these blurry images
Believing when all is lost
A blind faith they say

Becoming lost to the world
Merging into one with its shadows
And losing a sense of time
To be devoured into oblivion

The wicked world of illusions
Golden cups with poison
And the beautiful red roses
Drawing blood with every prickle

Bleeding deep from the heart
Weeping endlessly for my soul
Draining all the strength I have
Fighting to remain sane

A crazy world it is
And yet wonderfully made
To bless the one it breaks
After he has seen
That which lies hidden
Amidst the dark fog