The Poem I Wrote After Surviving Poem by Olaniyi Ololade Moses

Though this world is a railroad to death
and a pathway to life. It is a song we sing
with broken voices- tune of depression.
Though fire becomes a rhythm on my tongue
As I learn a searing song season by season.

Iwalked through the darkest path of the night & found glint.
The storm that broke voices moulded me.
The fire that burnt men into story shined me into glory.
The Torrentialdownpour that wreaked havoc
watered my land till I bloomed like thriving lillies.