Treasure Island

Philani Zincume

(06/03/1985 / Richardsbay)

I Choose You


In all the creation tha the creator has created
I choose you to be vulnerable to
I choose you to be broken in front of
I choose you to show the weaker side of the giant that I am
I choose you to show the inner being I never showed to any human being

At the strength of my weakness
I only have the strength to choose
My weakness is too strong to allow me to back off
My weakness is too strong to allow me to change my mind
My weakness is too strong to allow me to vacillate, oscillate or fluctuate

At the strength of my weakness
I still have a second chance to choose
I still choose you

Submitted: Tuesday, December 15, 2009

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