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I was travelling around without direction no direction at all, like the midnight wind when a brand new route opened in motion and my feet found new ground to defend
I was tired, wretched, and broken down drowning in the bottomless sea of tears my expression was scarred with a frown and my mind poisoned with wry years
I had lived through terrible times there counting boats flying down the river hourly, I had nightmares filled with fear cruel winds casting my body with fever
I had been cursed, beaten, and forgotten by happiness and everything of the sun wounds slept in me like words written aching all through the night for medicine
friends are still there, some are gone like the softened white in harsh skies when fruits are flung across the dawn coming again, in memories that cries
the Niger delta is no country for youth men nourish their souls only with pain choking on misty clouds and the earth swerving over rooftops like gloomy rain
but I walk ahead now, sunset reflecting into my clean heart, like buildings in Abuja hope gave me it's hand, dreams becoming realities, clutching me to envision into afar
now I place my eyes on things I can't see thrilling my tired soul with happy grief prayers running in my veins like a sea at the lonely stairway ends of disbelief
the fires of the dark nights baked me and through the days of tears I breathe a creature reborn, of flames and sea meeting with rage, hills rugged and smooth
I was travelling around without a path wasted, and thirsty as a dying flower but today, I've been renewed with a bath believing in tomorrow's coming hour.