Akeem Jonas Poems

Seeking forgiveness can often let you down,
Wanting someone to own their mistakes can lead to two things,
Feeling overjoyed or destroyed,
Sometimes what we seek isn't what we asked for,
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Sometime I wonder,
what is our purpose.
Why do we get put threw tremendous obstacles,
and feel lost half way through.
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I myself can attest to that, you can be a living proof of what it is to become motivated by faith and self-devotion. As I waited for my name to be called, my stomach turned and a dark cloud came over my withering body. "we're ready for you now Mr. Johnson" said the nurse. I thought to myself, "Mr. Johnson" this is the first time hearing someone call me that as if I was a mature adult that had a career and a mortgage to pay off. I was only nineteen years old and at that moment in time I appeared as a full-fledged adult. Walking in to this small room with the lights dimmed so low as if it needed a new bulb, suddenly it put a tight notch in my throat. When the doctor walked in, the look on his face said it all. Scared to open his mouth to let the words flow though like a fast streaming river. 'I am sorry to inform you, but our results show that your kidney is in chronic failure'. That was the very first encounter of what would be a 6-year battle on dialysis because of kidney failure. During that time, many questions concerned me. I was only 19 at the time, asking myself will I live long enough to experience what life has to offer. I could only imagine what I was going to be in for. The only thing I knew from that point on was, I would need to be an adult and take on whatever obstacles were upon me.


Next thing I knew Cancer was knocking on my front door, trying to force its way in like a burst of lightning into the pavement. With this I felt such loss and an utter most sense of hopelessness. I didn't want my life to become a poignant soap opera story. My Heart dropped, beating a thousand miles a minute, chasing oxygen to catch me breathe. 'Cancer". It was a small amount of cancer cells in my Parathyroid Gland. It took a tool on me, I was traumatized with everything that surrounded me. But the doctors caught it early enough, and were able to remove it right away without any complications. During this time, although a rough and nocturnal period in my life, a sense of hope, strength, and self-motivation kept me going and NOT giving up. At night while sleeping; my dreams of living as a "normal" person without any symptoms of traumatic health kept my spirits up. Those dreams meant someday I would overcome and achieve frightening situations. It was finally 6 years,2 months, and 18 days later I received a transplant. Blessed with another chance to contend my quest of life.
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LOVE IS
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