Humility's ransom
My lips are consciously
sealed with gentility,
as fate blesses me
Truly, I do abase my esteem
and accept all my flaws
with duty
and attempt to upgrade
myself and refuse
to claim mental disunity
Yes, apparently
my sagacious silence
pays a ransom to
pride, a kidnapper
and its hoarseness
and its harshness
are abashed,
from barking lion
to stammering stallion
and with the might of purity
my heart shall be tamed
by this joy,
that everyone is royal,
a king or queen
that sits on the throne of existence
Everyone is important,
unique,
shines like a golden trophy,
we are all champions!
By Kakraba Afful
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