Should
it come as a surprise that you do not recognize the values that are the makings
of me?
The
purest aspects of a person are not necessarily appealing to the eye of the
beholder.
Mystery,
by so many, is perceived as calculated confusion. Any appearance of class that
baffles their fickle fancy is summarily blasphemed.
Such
excesses do not ruffle my feathers even if I find I'm way out of my element. I
got my priorities rearranged and I will not in anyway, not by one flickering
iota alter my resolve and that’s . . .
Because
I rise!
Consequences
of defiance may muster all the forces of a threat.
But
I am blind to consequences and I shut my mind to threats . . .
Because
I rise!
When
the fullest realizations of who you are lights upon your consciousness, it's
like a feeling comin' home, and it arrives with the sensation of sun rising on
a land of fairytales. And right then, your tiny atmosphere seizes the vista of
a regained paradise.
The
strength to withstand struggles is offshoot of our capacity: that persistent
attitude that we can go on. Else we'd wither before the heat of pressure comes
thro'. Our battles with personal demons grow fierce. But you oughto know they
only confront us . . .
Because
we rise!
Living
on the edge of time makes a demand on my resources; I'm like atlas on bended
knees with the weight of the world pressing on my shoulders. Some days, the
skies are blue, at other times, I'm having the blues.
Courage
is strong only if there is something worth standing up for and hope survives
and perseveres when there is a possibility of redeemable expectations. Still,
my faith rekindles embers of yet-to-be seen certainties. Then, the fact hit me
like breakers overwhelming a crowded beach that I keep on holding on only . . .
Because
I rise!
Hard
headed adversity seldom comes singly. And for every progress in my pilgrimage,
I am compensated by a multiplication of opposition. But I ain’t runnin' 'cause
I know the reason they keep hating is . . .
Because
I rise!
What
would a sophisticated armed attack on a cripple, prove? Isn't it crystal the
poor guy couldn't defend himself not to mention posing a threat?
What's
the sense in that?
Arsenal
of ammunition and weapons of warfare are used against lethally armed and
dangerous men. So, I know why they keep coming is . . .
Because
I rise!
You
seem to find it an impossible thing to visualize. Is it really so difficult to
grasp that the ideas I represent possess magnetic properties to attract
opposition? That repression would hurt his back to bring me down . . .
Because
I rise?
I
wouldn't dare exist in another's imagination. I would endure a million light
years of sarcasm if it takes me that long to break free.
I
would climb a mountain to swim an ocean and be the martyr of my own motion.
It's true. By now, I betcha know the reason why . . .
Akpan
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