Invega Sustenna
In our darkest moments, we are blinded
by the situations and cannot see life from
an objective perspective, today, I am
laughing, for I am once again aware of
the abnormal phenomenon, and am now
dissecting the situations for some silver
linings, for silver linings are hope, and
even the tiniest one can change a lover’s
perspective.
Who Made Who
Like humans on a quest to find their
makers, the aliens study us from age
to age, taking notes, leaving hints,
hacking the timelines, manipulating
the odds, wondering if we will ever
grow wise enough to understand
them, or the Game.
Mother to Child
Let our perfect prince always walk with
his Saint, let him always wrestle with his
own flaws and conscience to uplift life
and reality, for politics is a tricky game,
and the utopias are indeed figments
of his beautiful imagination; Son, let
my baby always rise from his failures
and pain, for perfection is a silly dream,
and life is just too beautiful to fail.
Nate Tulay is an aspiring Liberian-American poet. He was born in Liberia during a civil war with a tied tongue and some deafness in his right ear and also experienced another civil war when he was four and lost his childhood innocence to it. Nate’s experiences and struggles have made me a philosopher sooner rather than later in life and are still his motivations to strive for greatness and to be a fair, kind, friendly, loving, understanding, compassionate, and honest person one day at a time.
