The New Path Poem by Caleb Tukahiirwa

Once, my candle was out, it was dark,
I was in the dark, far from our home
Too far from him, myself, living
Leading a path that i knew not at all
Stabled each step I always made,
Through the heart striking thorns.
Lost from even where I was standing
Maybe I was nothing and nowhere,
Today, tomorrow or even yesterday
Were never to be different, i thought
They all seemed written out the same
Freedom not being part of their scripts,

Never to be-though,
So was the hand that touched me one day,
A hand that felt not like the usual,
Through a soft wind it touched me gently,
Sat me down to rest and dried my tears
Washed my thirst out, nursed my heart,
Lit a candle in me, with a bright light,
A light that let me see everything around
Opened my eyes to this new straight path;
Tickled my funny-bone to a lasting joy
Gave me a new day, a script of thought
Now I head home, searching for his face