Our Endeavors

This was you

poor young and obscure 

you walked about my life, 

like a bag of stones being dragged wherever I went

everything you had was stripped away ,

all you had left  was your faintly beating heart 

I heard you say you'll come back

I heard you say that which was lost will be regained

and indeed it was my endless tormenting words

that kept you here ten thousand years.

the  change was unnoticed, was slow but profound

you felt it,

you felt the joy surge through you

I felt the fear pierce every fiber of my being

and once again you resurrect with all power and poise

finally we meet eye to eye

and put our differences aside

nevertheless, you had all the love to give

 I had the shame to overcome

 and you forgave my wretched soul

                                                                

                                                                  -Joyce Akinyi .O.