Impacting Positively

My coloured box cries with pain It tells me they have done it again Scores have been reduced to manure The mother separated from her nurtured But like a cadaver I feel no pain So why should I it feign? I am insulated Against pain Against hurt Against sadness I am used to it To having such news for breakfast It is no longer sad I feel no hurt I feel no anguish I am no longer afraid Pain insulated this heart.

Hope asked for another chance For one more last dance I said No Hope said we have built an empire So this love we must not let expire I said No. Hope is wicked and vain It yields no gain It tells the farmer rain shall come It tells the barren she shall be a mum But I have said No, to hope. I want reality So I killed that mentality The one that hopes. And took the ropes, Rode my cart away, fast Like a maiden eloping , fast fast! I turned my back, I said No.

It gets better by the day  Every drop collected, into an ocean  And when the sun shines, I make hay  So now, like Mr Soldier at attention  I advance, ready to conquer.  Hands on the trigger, ready to shoot  Standing at the shore, awaiting the wave  Diving in, not testing with a foot  Bursting forth, out of my cave  I advance, ready to conquer.  For oh! I have held back  Held back so long I died  So long that I chose the dark  For peacefully, there I cried  But now, I advance, ready to conquer  Aware of my flaws  Aware of my beauty  Aware of my scars  Aware of my strength  I advance, ready to conguer.

Seated here in the dark To the world, turned my back Feelings of resentment and sorrowing Synchronised with the blood flowing. I have been reduced to an animal Cut like meat, treated like a criminal I have been cut. Does this make me a woman? Or less a human For I died the moment I was cut And left to weep away my hurt. Even when I screamed, they smiled They say I know nothing, I am a child But now, I have been cut. If I ever live long enough To have my own, I shall be tough Shielding her from beasts Who like ants on a roach feast. I shall protect her and be firm You should too, from them I know the pain, I have been cut before.

I shall not be a conformist, not today neither tomorrow. I shall never allow myself be boxed into stereotypes prepared by the society. I shall never allow fear of rejection push me into the crowd. I shall break the rules, refuse the norms and do my thinking myself. I shall weigh my options carefully, I shall not be a conformist. I shall be different, I shall add spice to the world and I shall make the world wonder in amazement. I shall be me, not you, nor you, nor you. I shall think independently. I shall set a path for myself, I shall be me.

On days like this I wonder if the mad worry Do they have fears like I do? Do they think of tomorrow? Or they just go with the wind. I think they must be fortunate Unaware of you and I Unaware of our religious routine Of the vanity of fashion and society Free from hate Free from pain. Like a shelled snail They reside in tranquility. I envy them every time For their wisdom surpasses ours They don't beg nor work They never stress And yet they never die of hunger. So here's to all the mad people I'm getting ready, ready to join you.