Tell Me Poem by Joseph Sakyiamah
Tell Me
Until Snow falls, would you see me as pure?
Until rain falls, would you believe I am just like the earth,
wet sometimes, not always dusty?
Even if I come to you as wind, would you still feel?
what if I came as fire, would you still see me as fire?
Even if I decided to burn?
If I came as God, would you still know me?
If I choose not to speak but instead listen?
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