Nine Months

Nine months staring at the walls, wondering when my time shall be, contemplating my next moves ...strategising on a way out! Nine months feeling worthless , useless , unappreciated , rejected and none existent. Who am l? What am l? Is there light at the end of the tunnel? Nine months on the cross! Carrying a very heavy burden, Trying to cross the river Jordan. Soles on my feet , scars on my face determination in my soul. Nine months under a rock, Incarcerated by politics, family drama , socio economic issues penetrating into my already tear jecker of a life... Nine months learning , enduring , growing . Up the mountain , down the fountain. Kicking , screaming , winning , losing and crying. But wait! Listen .... I have a crown in my hand . I am an African King!