Future Reigns

Sitting down and crying to myself 
No good thing would come out of me
People critizing my efforts
Being left in puddling distress
Detest growing  louder like a panting wounded lioness
It never took me longer to discover 
That people thought to be my friends did this
Never understood the meaning of frenemy
Not till it hit me like a raging storm
My mama would crying out aloud 
Trying to understand  the feeling I had
Trying to kick it more harder
Like a wrestler training in a big punch bag
Sitting  and drowning in effortless thoughts
Of that future that was never built  before
Laid in ruins of past loathe and tears
Picking the small pieces cos the mirror
Is staring to that bright future trying to reflect
And most of all bow to one supreme being God

Staring to that broken mirror no piece lit 
Sucking the pain of the lost bound never missed
As I laid down the gained patience withheld
And stood stronger than ever before breathless
Fearing not to stumble nor to crumble myself
To the dark cistern of the frienemies I had
and a song of brevity was heard within my dancing soul
With smiles blossoming  my small lips
And singing to my future reigns
Where darkest parts melted to clear crystals 
Which unveiled the hidden message
Of the crumbled one still stood strong
Through the hardships of bitterness consumed
By swallowing the disgrace bestowed 
And holding hands for victory achieved 
Running the race and still keeping my faith

Copyright © Mercy Mugambi | Year Posted 2016

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