Foot Steps Poem by oluokun david

Out in the middle of moist misery
Lost in the dilemma department of my mind
Looking but not seeing
Almost getting blind
The echoes of the predators breathing
Increasing like a choirs crescendo
And there was my heartbeat,
giving the rhythm for the music
Clearly it was the dawn of the end
But suddenly I saw a trail of footsteps
Left behind by a former victorious prey
I followed the path and soon was against melancholy
And when I was finally on a safe shore
A large group of angels and defeated demons
Welcomed me with a falsetto of the victorious
But I wished only for a set of lyrics
That may all those who come behind me
Find me faithful