Day 4: Memories of Me

For Maya

I wait not on what man can give

I don't spare a care anyway.

Cause what a man can give

A man can take away.

And I shall not be relieved

Of the gift I received.

On my two feet I will stand above the elements of defeat

And conquer a cavalry of conceit.

But in the meantime,

I will not be

Subjected to limits.

And until my glory is complete

My valiant struggle will be replete

And my prophecy will not deplete.

Thus I will thrive like a seed

Planted by seven streams.

My tide will neither ebb nor recede

But multiply like a reed.

Soon all eyes will read

The memories of me

And covet my solitary dream.

Cause I will exceed

Every expectation before me

And ravel a mystery existing

Before the foundations of the world came to be.

Akpan