I walk alone … but my angels are with me Spirits guide me to safety I’ll meet you in nirvanna Bruised but not broken My ancestors give me strength I walk alone but I’m not lonely I am not broken The storm has passed Destroyed fallacies and prisons Flattened obstacles lesson the torment My home in current creation Self-love my only battery I am inferior to no one I am superior to no one The leaves hold my thoughts Some crumble Some uprooted The tree bark acknowledges my face my voice my touch The diamonds protect my soul Blossoming like a wild fire Petals fall but they always grow back Like broken bones and re-aligned thoughts There is always darkness in my future Everyone will be tested Do not wait for mother’s teet Fists waist side Bronze in my heart Tiger’s eye around my neck I heard the voice of my creator
-Onyx Asantè












