The forgotten sacrifice
When the night was dark and scary I gave them light, when it was all empty and darkness I gave them hope.
My greatest gift has been turned against me, I have become a target of hate, a source of fear and insecurity to them.
I gave up myself as a sacrifice of hate, so that they all could find goodness in themselves, I go down knowing I gave them a reason to believe they are right.
In the end I still remain a hero in my own way, a forgotten sacrifice, cast away from the rest deemed useless.
When it mattered I was there to guide, when there was no way I provided direction, it's a tough life to live knowing things will go down this very way.
While others preached hate, I stood with love, when they preached violence I gave them peace, am a master piece tossed away after a win.
People forget all the good you've done, they hold on to the little mistake, untill you are gone, it's a crazy world no one stands with you when you need them the most.
But I will rise, even though am forgotten am not forsaken by my maker, there will be light, the world shall speak my name again.
A time will come when they will need a hero, but I will be long gone, it's not worth the fight, sometimes you watch it all burn on purpose.
They say at the end of the tunnel there is light, why can't it be at the entrance, yes am hated but I shall always remain a hero, the odds are I'm my favor, I am a hero.
Copyright © Enock Phiri | Year Posted 2026
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