Submitted By: Kunle "Kool Heart" Olawale

I can't kill this feeling like a roach or a flea
It swims through my veins like a fish in the sea
The passion, the fury, the pain and all the emotions in me
To be or not to be
Whispers, screams and all the noise in my head
But just one voice eventually gets heard
The troubled waters of my soul
That endlessly battle from the north to the south pole
Cry out at the tip of my pen
And alas.....Another poem!

© Kunle "Kool Heart" Olawale, April 2003