The short poem is about how I went from being shy to being to say what's on my mind. It's a summary of my experience with social anxiety.
Once was I, a little butterfly, Fluttering in the wind as I flew high, Reminiscing on the little I had reached, The approval of others that IView this entry
This poems reaches out to people who don't necessarily love themselves. People will tell you to stop thinking a certain way or comparing yourself to others, but at the end
For who you are And what you do There are things, Inside of you For those you simply can't control For those that simply takeView this entry
This poem was written without prejudice to any person or group but to encourage non-violent elections and peaceful transition of governments in Africa.
The seed was planted by an evil prophesy
We heard it whispered many years ago
It ate up our faith like cancer and unleashed fear in us
Like a weedView this entry