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My birth into a strange land
Everything looking strange and fearful
Many giants grinning wickedly
Poking me with oversized fingers
All eyes on me, speaking of doom
“We’ll see what’ll become of you.”
I cried
Bruises and blood on the right knee
Profits of a friendly football match
Strokes and strokes on my bare back
Profits of thinking like an adult
Sharp salt on my smarting injury
I cried
Grades less than my potential
Pursuing a career, void of zeal
My future looking so bleak and obscure
Knowing I’m much better than this
Pre-requisites of an impending doom
I cried
Loss of audience and many followers
Aftermath of a courtship turned sour
Gripped, distressed and torn apart
Sentenced even without a hearing
Why wouldn’t people simply understand
I cried
But I’ve learnt lessons from all these
You are not the mistakes you’ve made
The beginning is not the end
What counts is God’s perspective of you
A world of possibilities
I’ll smile
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I love words! Little and insignificant as they may seem a times, words have made men, built kingdoms and empires, healed hurting hearts. At the same time, words have broken many!
Nature, human behavior, attitude and feelings, those are the things that inspire me to write.
Whenever I feel anything at all, I love to express them in words. I hope my work would add more meaning to your life as you read it.
I love you.
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