Outcaste (poem) by Okporubi Samuel Ogbe




Barricaded within the walls of my head

A dark and noisy place

Inhabited by anxious inmates

I asked myself

What if I vanish without a trace?

What if tomorrow starts without me?

Would I be noticed or missed?

Sadly, all I got were echoes of silence

Giving no sensation or explanation

Maybe I'm just being paranoid

Maybe I'm scared of being replaced

Replaced by someone I never will be

What am I to do with these awful thoughts?


I've nursed this like a secret disease

Distracted myself with substances

I've pushed people away and isolated myself

Nothing is left, nothing is right

Maybe this is my fate

Maybe I should embrace this with grace

Indeed, I am a uniquely broken outcast

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