• Akosua Biraa

Do/Dare I?


If I had

wings

of a dove,

I would

fly

away

surrender

this lackluster existence

where

talent flees

me

unused

unwanted

undisciplined

in a grind

and some

how

I slip

off

pedestals

into

my life’s

chained melody

flat note

unsung in any chorus.

Yes!

This is me

falling

down

down

down

a rabid hole

called mortal

wounded

so I rattle on

about nothing of

consequence &

nobody

knows

the trouble I see

just

here in

nowhere

in somehow

don't know

I’ve lost this

spark

unlit genius premonition

lost calling

lost in prayer

lost…

lucky I can't be-come

or so

says ye of such

little, little

faith.

Yet, here I AM

still

ready

to do

or

die

do

or

die

do or dare I?

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