My Testimony Is True

I pour out my soul

A true oracle of one

Fingers of the wind have composed

My prophecy on Time's wing borne

I am a man who bears

Testimony of his own self

My words massage like a bear

Cracking me out of my shell

My words are for signs

I am for wonders

The clear vowels rise

To declaim the thunder

Ordained mystery proclaim itself

Donning all the bells and whistle

I testify of myself

And yet my testimony is true.

Akpan