yet again thanks to my teachers

yet again thanks to my teachers

yet again thanks to my teachers
the time for change has arrived
change the only constant
that the ravages of times has survived

the wings unfurled
lips with determination curled
duties discharged
the dust i kick
as to touch new horizons
the pace i pick

the me in me unpacked
the me in me un-crated
the shackles broken
i fly

leaving back
these so called relations
the baggage of emotions
these
nothing but a battery of formations
right there
simply to, in my down times put me down
to momentarily laugh as if i was the clown

i am what i am
divines creation best
my being
my intent
my core
constantly by the divine
put to test
simply to better me
to make me rise and shine
so that one day
he can hold me in his arms
kiss my forehead
and say in love
“dear you are truly mine”

the unicorn

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