My heart skips a bit
As my eyes trace the sign
Reading the end of the long silent journey
My heart beats a thousand times and it never stops beating
As I step into the tricycle keke Napep
As I step into the pale building you paint in white and call a home
I had to struggle to keep sane and sober
I pushed back the bitter lump up my throat
And managed to greet you though you wouldn't answer
The wide room ornamented with large frames of glasses here and there, Tea table or perhaps a study, the dressing table, the sofas and bedcovers, large bathroom and large bathtub , everything I would have naturally cherished
Alas has always only been filled with hollows or the wrangling of your abusive words
I crawled to the bed that does not give comfort and tried to take down the stress, the pains, the heavy eyes of multiple sleepless days
The days I took out preparing for the real day, the one I knew would leave me with a mark; success or failure, be as it may
Then suddenly you've started again
Telling me "This is not the place you will take out the stress of your illicit times"
I said Ma, to explain but you wouldn't let me say a word
Are you even a mother or a father?
Is this even a shelter or where you inflict your harms?
I'll tell you over now again
You can be as hard as the rock
But I'm no longer a burning flame
You can lash and linch from skull to skin
But my soul will now remain intact
Because;
Stones and stick only scare the skin
The training makes a recruit the soldier
And I'm the sun!
So up from here; you can't pluck me
So far from you; you can't reach me
So bright to you; you'll need my light
