CONFESSION

CONFESSION

I was born weak
Though with ample strength
In the internal realm
I say no to growing weak
Numerous things from the ghetto
It's a but
That only a little gets back home
Bests you see
Possess diamond as the backbone of hope
Another reason why
The subject should not break in time
Here, they call me this
There, they call me that
They didn't name me just like that
It's truly because I be this
Sometimes too, I be that
On the ladder of time
I climbed the years
Yet not sure what height to declare
Hurdles and the likes, some I jumped
I can't even start that, journey still on
Name for the grace, I do not know
For and from the almighty
So I beleive
This or that
Parts of the legend is bigger than the hero

DAUDA ONAWOLA
IG: @d.phinix
@onawolaDAUDA
onawoladaud@gmail.com
writelife4.blogspot.com