by Adepero Okulaja

Created on: February 23, 2011

The remnant, The seed

My strength is gone from me

Dissipated, exhausted

Swept away, of no use within

 Fit only for the waste without

Yet bravely I hold on

Like a seed caught in with winnowed chaff

Dried up, forgotten

Separated, isolated

Thrown out and trampled under

Discarded, abandoned

No hope in sight

Burned by the scorching sun

Surely destined to die

Of suddenness caught

On a wayfaring branch

Swept of howling wind

A refuge of sorts

Oh but soon displaced

Separated; and once again alone

 Driven deep

Amidst the earth 

Pounded, pierced

Surely the end is come

Then suddenly peace !

Not a sound to be heard

Surrounded by moist darkness

Nothing seen, nothing….

By God! I feel my innards quiver

Quickening from deep within

Pulsing, throbbing

Oh it will not stop

Nor would I will it to

For my parts begin to move!

Now throttled from within I push

Gaining strength

Breaking forth to feel

No more the scorching sun

But gentle warmth cradling the settled dew

A cleansing renewing bath to my soul

 I’m revived! I’m revived!

From hands that stripped to arms that wrap

By forces once gripped now with strength propelled

My bruises healed, My spirit raised

No more death, or dearth

I’m revived! I’m revived ! I’m revived !

I'm revived to live again…..

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