AFROSCOPE


WHAT IF I LOST CONTROL?

What if I lost control?
And fate gripped desire in a stranglehold
Feeling the slow creep of asphyxia—silent, ice cold

In this battle for my destiny
Will you be standing next to me
As I struggle to hold on to the dreams of my soul?
Afroscope [Nana Isaac Akwasi Opoku]; 2021

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