THROUGH THIS STORM

Here I am
A hair on this blessed earth
With weak roots
Being played by winds like a piece of kite in the sky
And watched by eyes as to how far I can go

II
Here I am
In a fearful storm
Blinded by the dust of pain
Shamed by the clouds of need
Pelted with thunders of directions
To several places at once
With far eyes watching for how far I can go

III
Here I am
A naught in a sought
A caught for a bought
All by life’s strong hands in a tight hold
Suffocation calling for my termination
Jeers of antagonists strengthening my yearning for survival
But the spirit keeps blowing my womb
Making my body ask how far I can go

IV
Unexplainable are these tides
Torturous are the continuous waves
Whatever ropes tie me hither
I pray it holds for I need to see the end of this road
For all to see how far I can go
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © April 13, 2018

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