"wahome" poems
This is...my space,
This is...my freedom,
Beyond this space...I imagine,
More of a life and a reality,
With paths so many past my minds horizon,
So why? why can't I see?
I step on each path, curious yet cautious,
just in case I fall down! or get lost on purpose?
It is not enough to just step on a path,
I have to explore it, taste it, feel it, nurture it, I HAVE TO,
Know its worth.
Whether I Rekindle the old or experience the new,
I'll still stand my ground, ready to take on whatever destiny I deserve!
I know it will take all my will, my strength, my power, my faith, my courage, my spirit my ALL!
These things, I must conserve...because the path is a treacherous one,
It waits for NO MAN.
I will take down any wall or troll,
I will breakdown any false image attempting to sway me from my intended pilgrimage,
This vision I so vividly see in my mind and in my soul,
It burns with a wild, raging flame of passion, and,
Oooooh!! it feels so right. because I know,
I KNOW!! I feel my destiny, and,
Its reaching out to me!
George Ng'ayu Wahome.
Nov 1, 2012
Nov 1, 2012 at 8:10 PM UTC