The curtain of doubt

The curtain of doubt that prevent my mind from exploding,
liberating the thoughts that I believe could change the attitude of most fellow Africans
The same curtain of doubt that deceived the teenage girl into aborting her first-born to be
That convinced the teenage boy, he’s nowhere near being cool without “zol”
This curtain is full of dust; I can’t breathe, my eyes cannot see, my destination is unforeseen
therefore I settle for the easiest way out
This dust of confusion brings fear of failure behind my every good aspiration
All the intentions are stuck behind the curtain, full of dust preventing sunlight from penetrating with its powerful rays bringing life to the needy pot-plant
The courage of conquering the fear brought by the curtain is lost in the darkness in absence of light bringing me hope overcoming the uncertainty that left me in Wilderness, the land ruled by king Darkness and queen Defeat
This curtain is full of dust; I can’t breathe, my eyes cannot see, my destination is unforeseen
therefore I settle for the easiest way out