I want to write
But my mind says it is not right
To put my brains on a paper light
Well I didn’t pick a fight
I gave it a thought over the night
There I know there is a plight
Which would have been a fight
That would have created a sight
Meanwhile I don’t even have the might
To stand any such fight

We will continue to receive this knock
Like more hammer on concreted wall
Until fortune sneaks
Into our lives like a thief
We will continue to hold hope
On our heads like water
Because it is necessity of life
Life which is pregnant
Pregnant with lots of might
Might to carry us far
Far into the success land
Where we will be comfortable
To offload the heavy words
We carry all this while


Edem (Fodeka) Kusorgbor

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