I Am Not Defined By Circumstances
I have fought for space in the soil with my fingers
and felt failure biting into my flesh and blood
and twining into my bones.
To survive l had to tear myself from the world
and shut my body in broken houses.
I have lived in rooms that folds their hands over my eyes
as darkness danced to the tune of my suffering.
I am lost in a forest that holds only voice, I walk,
in search of a voice to bring me home.
Down this path some flowers in my heart are
painted brown by the dust of life,
I can barely see cos darkness planted himself
in front of me.
But I refuse to be a captive of my environment,
So I stood up to face my fears and said the words
that made darkness run from light
"I Am Not A Product Of My Circumstance,
I Am A Product Of My Choice"
CONTEST NAME: You Are Not Defined By....
SPONSOR: John Hamilton
12/27/2018
Copyright © Ifeanyi Obinefo | Year Posted 2018
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