Day 1: I Know

I know how it feels to be let down

I know the taste of sweat off the brow

I know how it feels to pick yourself up from off the ground

And strive to straddle the pieces with the arms of doubt

I know about the shadow at the end of the tunnel

I know about the respite within a hurricane funnel

I know how it feels to aim and fall just shy of your target

I know how the pick of drama unburies the hatchet

And swings its blade so it hacks away at your confidence

I know life’s school takes some hard knocks lessons

These are merely a handful of the stuff I know

And knowing ‘em fills me with appropriate rage

Because I know that what I know about myself controls

The atoms that keep busting like soap bubbles in my face

The person I am has been visored by this knowing

I’ve had my psyche cranked up by the rush of adrenalin

It feels real good walking in the light of this revelation

I wake in the still of the night to tell myself congratulation

The air I exhale is perfect my vista is breathtaking

It’s lifting me higher and man do I know it

Akpan