BATTALLION OF UNDISCIPLINED THOUGHTS

after all these pondering
its only through memories
that memories is overcome
when the wish to be alone, sings
the knowledge gain became
battalion of undisciplined thoughts
fights over the ownership of the mind
but beneath it all is vanity

after all these pondering
of what to become and
of what one is becoming
memories erect like a heat
between time and space
sometimes i wail alone
sometimes i pray alone
about the end of nigeria
the end of america
and the end of the land
to see what lay there
beyond human thoughts
but beneath it all is vanity

after all these melancholy
these experience gain by fear
and failure that end in grave
memories falls like rain
disappearing into the soil
memories grows wild
with crowd of delights
and pale of sadness
echoing fresh and
old wish into our minds
but beneath it all is vanity

after all the sadness of mind's pondering
memories quivering like ocean
struggling with a wish to be alone
watching relics of past deeds
hidden in photographs
but beneath it all is vanity

after all the joy of mind's pondering
the desire of giving up
and the desire of griping tied
without reason intensified
despite all the attention given to our life
our life was busy investing in the grave
grave assured life with her life insurance
but beneath it all is still vanity

memories flow like violent
through the different version of man
through the changing version of man
beneath it all is desire
beneath it all is wish to disappear
to conquered, to win
to owned, to be strong
a might to owned oblivion
but beneath it all is vanity