The wisdom of letting go
the youth have heard of intelligence
but the old know wisdom;
just listen to my story
For long I held arrows in my
heart, so I continued to bleed
never comprehended
the freedom that many had
Grudge had disintegrated my soul
to splinters and I continued
to limp in the prudence of life
I smote when I was harmed,
struck when perturbed,
well one day,
I had step on the toes of a tiger,
but...
instead of being visited
by a vengeful hunger,
I was denied the death of shame,
and patted with understanding,
friendliness gave me a handshake
From then on,
it is I,
who took the arrows from my heart,
and stop bleeding
and had the freedom that many had,
I refuse to clench my fist
anymore to punch in the dark,
the day the tiger
smiled at me,
and let me go,
that was the time
I understood forgiveness
He didn't win with a fight,
or intelligence,
just wisdom...
forgiveness.
By Kakraba Afful
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