Three years ago
I had to call you your new name
Your birth name was buried with tragedy and trauma
There were times you slipped
when you felt the day was good enough to be yourself
Three years flew by
When you called me all of a sudden
I heard your name
like a chime in the wind
soft and clear
You told me you have found yourself
in ruin and rubbles
still beautiful and worthy
Healing came when you reconciled with your past
and saved the best for last
My eyes welled up
into a smile
‘People do get healed’
plastered my thoughts
Tag: identity
Life in Darkness
The forest is such a dark place
she has a witch charm
draws me deep into
her cradle of despair
Hope dresses in a patch of new life
reminds me who I am
a heritage of God
destined for greatness
How I came to be
I remember
they said I was a misfit child
I remember
they said I was a depressed teenager
I remember
they said I wasn’t beautiful
I remember
they said I was a people pleaser
I remember
what they said did not break me
I know
I am a unique creation
I know
I feel the weight of life and people
I know
I believe wisdom is beautiful
I know
I am quick to forgive
I know
What they said has made me whole
The tortoise and the hare
born lacking of a physique for speed
sloth looking
agreed to a race with
a born to run anxious jumpy stick
winning the race was
not by luck
nor by strategy
purely by being one’s self
failure is not guaranteed
to realise that is
an identity affirmation
success is not guaranteed
to accept that is
an achievement in itself
Flicker of Thoughts 