Still The One Poem by Joseph Sakyiamah

Still the one,
To rise above all,
Rise like bird and fly above all critics,
Live pass all histories
Nobody but me,
I have to leave my footprint behind,
I alone have to rewrite my stories well,
Before they read it all,
Read it all with no regrets.
Still the one,
To be the voice of the little voices,
Sings beautiful rhythms uncovered with love,
Turn pages and chapters believing in myself,
To rise with the wind,
Move with oceans,
Stand and shine like star,
Settle quiet and cold
Like ice melting the sun
Believing there is hope for me,
To polish till I shine.