Swimming In Dust
We humans can swim in water.
Water may lack but we remain humans.
Humans swim through choking dust.
Dust seals the chest with hefty agony.
Agony discomforts the flesh but profiles the drive.
Drive keeps the dying heart booming.
Booming, we sneak through rough stone.
Stone develops wings when we persevere.
Persevere the storm to disrupt the sky.
Sky twists before the incredible endeavor.
Poem by Mugisho NT
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