THE BALM

There were times I lived like a shell
Loneliness making me taste a chunk of hell
There were times uncertainties did me sell
With panic of a lonely life acting in my head as a loud bell
There were times I was in a jealous cell
Even as many saw me as a perfect pearl
If I knew my special home was waiting in a future
…with such structure
I wouldn’t have suffered my heart with many a fracture


There were days tears stole my vision
There were times baseless thoughts left me with confusion
There were days others’ “perfections” threatened my life mission
There were times lack of concentration killed many a decision
As my soft heart felt my body’s friction
If I knew you stood in my future
…with such satisfying structure
I wouldn’t have caused my heart many a rapture

I can’t believe I reached
After having many a heart wrenching contracts successfully breached
I can’t believe my heart screeched
When she saw such structure waiting to be reached
…by she whom love had ditched
If I knew of the future
…with such structure
Why would I have caused my heart many a fracture?

Now I robe in peace
Sleep in care
Now I care to share
See me, as fair
Now I own the bees
…which warm honey do make
You hold the steering of tenderness
And have annihilated my feelings of bitterness
You’ve built me a mansion of fulfilment
Which I’ll always cherish in this lifetime
You surely are my heart’s balm
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © February 28, 2024