Myself I Must Remake

Myself I must remake

Though desert sand

Bake me into clay

It won’t churn a man

Out of me

I must the Potter

And clay be

Ask help of no other

Myself I must befriend

Though mortal man

Stand by to the end

He’d only hinder

My personal progress

Myself I must remake

Or my substance will flake

And get blown away

Like scrap on judgement day

Akpan