In The Palm Of My Hand Poem by Cindy Nwajei
In The Palm Of My Hand
In the palm of my hand,
I hold a future,
A future waiting to unfold.
In the palm of my hand,
I hold a dream,
A dream that cannot be deferred.
In the palm of my hand,
I hold a life,
A life waiting to happen.
In the palm of my hand,
I hold myself,
Myself that will not be broken.
Sunday, April 6, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: future
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8/5/2026 5:51:52 PM # rel_20260803T153344Z_4267e77
'Myself that will not be broken'. It's very fine to think about this integrity of identity. It seems our only property which can't be broken.