Ewatomi Bolutife Poet Light Verse

Once a Victim

VICTIM!
Loud screams! Ears tingling!
At the thought of once being a VICTIM!!!
If I were asked to explain
I’d say,
I used to be a victim,
of purposelessness,
Wallowing in distress

Once upon a time,
I never knew my strength
I couldn’t figure out 
Who I truly was
My purpose was unbeknownst to me

Twas dark, hard and twisted
I was all shallow, 
never with even a slight understanding
I was so dependent,  
never owned a life

I did what they did, I thought what they thought
Little did I know, 
That I was born to life
To get it done alone

All along I thought, 
life was to be lived,
relying on the next person
I had it rough, life so knocked me down
but soon I was hit 
with the bitter but very true irony of life
That no matter the hurdles,
U must learn to hustle
And fight on till you win

Since then I’ve learned my lessons,
Even tho the road might seem tough,
I’ll never give up
But just keep keeping it up
I’ll never again be a VICTIM

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