YOU CANNOT WAIT UNTIL THERE ARE NO MORE THORNS ON THE WAY, BEFORE YOU DECIDE TO MOVE FORWARD

A subtle poetry.

I don’t think giving up is an option
I don’t feel that worrying over the challenges we face is abnormal
I know that we cannot control how the world works
For we are sometimes stuck by its miserable fits
I know that it is not embarrassing to be tired or angry sometimes
From the frequent issues and troubles that ravage our souls
I know that sometimes we feel the strange slap of life’s menaces

We are choked by the spirit of fear sometimes
And it ridicules our hope to conquer
It threatens our chances of survival
It takes away the voice of our pains
We become strangled by our own tribulations
What’s worse is the fact that we cannot speak
For, our mouths have been shut up like a lock turned twice in force

I know that there are thorns on the way
Challenging our movement
Restricting our growth
Dragging us back with a force as strong as the wind
The ones that make our legs bleed to sore
The ones that cripple any move we fathomed to take

I once heard wisdom hover above the atmosphere of truth
It said; Conquer your fears or they shall one they slaughter you and your kind
It Said; Open your mouths and decree unto the existence of your living
It said; Speak forth with assurance, the extent of your wealth and progress
It said; Do not doubt that life will be fair to you, that love will saturate your being

I drew closer and heard the last words as it fell deep and grabbed my soul, refusing to let go, I carried it and poured it on these notes to you

IT SAID; Never wait till there are no more thorns on the way, till you decide to move forward.

WITH LOVE,

Amanda Sibi.