AWAKENING

It has been a journey and I guess the path is still long

From the day I yelled without any particular message to this day that I speak and the world listens

It has been a long walk from the days when my mother was embarrassed for my bad choices to this day that I carry my own burden

It has been a long way when I attended family gathering not worried of the cost it took to make them to this day that I have a hand in making it great

The journey has been from when it was good enough to be a member of a united family

To this point that I have to make our family united

I have journeyed from the place that I needed to be understood to this day that I have to understand

Deep down I know people care but I understand that I have walked long enough to be cheered on to walk on my feet

Everyone hopes that they have done their best to make me walk this journey

Despite their many mistakes I still think they did their best and if they knew better they would have done

Today I stand in a place where everything feels like my responsibility

Like I have a hand in the change that should happen

Like tomorrow is judging me from what I do today

I know that God is above and he sits like a passive observer

But my tomorrow self is always sitting in a place highly placed

Waiting to take the baton from my this day's self

Hashly questiong why I was slagish in the relay

Many versions of me are standing ahead of me waiting for the baton

Each day I choose only one

As complicated as it is

I know I contribute to everything around me

If everyone is to blame for lack of peace, lack of love, corruption or broken relationships I too I am to blame

But who I am my risen self who died yesterday

Rising like a god to do better

To change and mend the things I broke

Today I wake up older and wiser

To start from where my former self left it's work and start a new walk

Rising is like awakening hope

Rising to a better version of me

Waking like a rising Phoenix

Building self from ruins of yesterday

Waking is like rising from the dead

What would you do if life gave you a brand new blank slate?

Waking and awakening, each time I rise