Gone

What I let go, I seek Not the thing rather its substance Like the light of fire or the hope it brights What I let go, I seek Not the fame rather acknowledging my existence Like the jewel golden or the rich yellow shine What I let go, I seek Not the brawl rather the chant of a Victor Like Ali's ''KO'' shot or the raw brunt of strength What I let go, I seek Not love rather a friend, One to trust and care for unto death Like nothing, just a True Friend What I let go, I seek That is You. ©Kofi Asokwa-Nkansah