My domain is riddled with flames and all I can do is watch everywhere burn,

It is sickening and tiring, every single day I say yet another prayer filled with yearn,

To make it worse, I see no end to this horizon, cause more fire keeps being added to the inferno, oh when will we ever learn?

I am now in a toxic relationship with pessimism, and coming out is seemingly impossible even though I know I am worn.

Right about now you think you know what I vent about, but you don’t!

You think you see the problem as clear as crystal, but you don’t!

And I cry daily whilst being terrified by the fear that you won’t,

The nakba is not that everybody is virtually turning to crime,

It is not youths choosing to do nothing else but cyber crime,

It is not young people deciding to take their lives through drugs one step at a time.

The problem is that nobody sees, the actual problem stares at you and you just treat it like a flea,

For every problem you think is the problem, is just a leech birthed and fueled by the problem you have no eyes to,

You see people living in the wrong, they take substances and you conclude, they don’t want to live long,

While they are really just trying to survive with the only way they know how,

You judge them for sinning, but you know not the why, and you really have no intention to know why.

When you do not really see the problem and you go around marking everything as a problem, you then become the problem,

And nobody has any joy living in a land where nobody sees,

That’s why the Nigerian dream is now to “japa” so now everybody flees,

And to some that is ‘the problem’; that everybody runs,

While the perpetrators think they can handle hell, cause their whole life they’ve always been burnt.

Never get me wrong, I am not saying all these perps are in the right,

But wherever we are right now, and how we got there forcefully affects the way we live our lives,

We all took a journey here, yours might be from close up, while theirs was from a million miles,

And after that long a walk, it is impossible to not be defined a lot by that while,

To some happiness becomes a myth, chasing vanity is all they do in attempt to redeem that smile.

For life has more than one view, it is a spectrum with a million lines,

So when we learn to see not on the line, but in between,

And then we see these so called “vile humans” as victims,

And learn not just how to identify and exalt problems, but how to solve them,

That is the only way this inferno can ever dissolve,

For we need to learn to see and listen if anything at all should be resolved,

For the whole thing is like a mathematical problem, so easy to solve,

But we keep missing this single step and so our solution is no solution but further confusion,

Oh well, I know you will still tag me as wrong, brand me as a liar,

And probably kill us all by adding more fuel to the fire.