In The Wake Of My Unconsciousness Poem by Gerald Akonjie

Solace!
In the name of Love!
The search to find words; words of Comfort,
words of Appreciation, of Interest, of Conduct,
of Knowledge, of Love.
We're all drugged, as a measure of our prescription.
For we are what we were and will be what we intend to be.

Solace!
The ignorance of Love and devotion to Lust,
For we loose what's real and within for thrills of the night.
Hunger for Lust, luscious bitterness.
The lost of a Loved Embodyment, the cry of a young man.
The presence of a Fire-starter, the running of weak men.
For am him in you, and yee in me, for together we make a joint -
addition to further complex the simplicity of this
Life.

Solace.