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This Race

There wasn't a path to follow
Just streets to avoid.

But I was to keep moving
Running away from all this paths
Through these streets I felt I didn't belong
But I didn't know my home.

To build is hard
Very very hard.
But still I couldn't follow these paths.

A conviction was all I had
And hope,
I always dreamt of a haven
Every stride seems to get me closer there
Yet still it kept getting further away.

I have been weary many more times
A few times I've loosened my boots
But when the fog melted away
I got vision and strength to keep moving
Till the fog came again.

Some have followed on my strides
Those I spoke hope to
The hope that I couldn't use for my worries.

They only see the bolstered side of my smile
The one I diligently wear
They never see beneath this plastic melanin.

I push amidst the thorny bushes
To birth a way for the generation I sired
And pray they have a path to follow
A worthy path.

©️ Njuguna PM
15th March 2021
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