Walk Out Poem by Barima Basoah

I dwell in gross darkness,
I survive without you and no other,
like cactus in the desert,
that survives without falling water.

My spirit is lifted up and high,
as it flies to kiss the sun so high.
I will never give up on life,
all that make me human fade away.

I now have a big heart,
to accommodate all manners,
like the stem of a cactus,
keeping all moist and storing waters.

I have thorns now over me
like spines on a cactus,
I have found my feet so sure,
than that of the mountain goat.

I come out of the darkness,
soo beautiful and appealing,
like a cactus in a desert's full bloom,
now in homes and gardens as flowers.

I walk out of darkness with power,
to heal the world from its darkness,
to share my pieces to all humans,
for darkness to fold off with its heaviness.


From the collection: DISCOVERY