Mark D - The Maroon Room

You know time really is a beautiful thing because
It never stops
Not even for the man in the room
The red room
Stained and painted by the blood of his nation
All he could do really was, look down and
Admire the vividness
So many thoughts
He didn't even know where to start
Barely illuminated by the hope of his city he got to work
Writing down all manner of ideas from
Who he was, and who he wanted to be
In the process
In the process he began to lose himself
Descending into fits of rage and revenge and madness
Until the light finally hit him
And he realized there was more than himself
Others that also needed a voice
Others that perceived him in ways he didn't want
He did all this with the belief that one day
He might be able to clear the mind
Freeing himself of the room entirely
Finally bringing an end to this evil era
The MDB era
Then finally vent

Written by:
Oluwadamisi Durodola

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