See, I’m emerging,

tearing through birth pains with a prayer in my bosom,

With a declaration on my breath ”I am not a stillbirth”

Lungs screaming for a chance to be me, this is me fighting,

gulping the scent of life as my mind expands on impact with truth.


My mother warned me, not to hide an inferno in a pouch

Not to contain my dreams for dreams are stubborn and

they would hunt me, they would tease me and steal my sleep.

So I found wholeness in breaking my shells,

Now my fearful heart has no space for retraction.


See I’m welcoming the new with open arms,

showing up fully wherever my feet or voice claims.

kindled by the flame that lights up galaxies

grounded in a power that flicks off impossibilities,

I, emerge.

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