Built on Tragedies

Courtesy: UNHCR (@Refugees)
Mother and child, refugees from South
Sudan find pleasure in each other.

Before my time

I was conceived to multiply

And increase the influence of genius

In a realm where ignorance is surplus.

A mystery dispatched from the stars

By special delivery to inspire mortal hearts.

Like the stirring of intuition;

Like a premature seed piercing a rock

To introduce a forest of inventions.

My mission is born.

Before my time

I was conceived to multiply.

Perceived by the multitude

As the oasis of the promise;

I triumph still without excuse.

Sifting reality from chaff of fantasies.

I evoke wide jaws

Like a foetus

Fulfilling biblical prophecy.

As I ride the rage of the storm in timeless majesty.

Akpan