Day 32
A Little Mighty Thing
I can not be shaken by the storm or rain
I am favoured under a scorching or soothing sun,
I am a base that my likes must lean,
Weather dirty or muddy, I must come out clean,
The wind transport me and blow me in,
I am the little mighty thing.
I am created by a perfect creator,
Sometimes I do not need a care or a nurture,
In the rock or water, I do find favour,
I am the testimony of my ancestor's adventure,
I am a link that channels creature.
I am a little mighty thing,
Loneliness does not weigh me down,
I am a friend to the topmost layer,
It gives me space in its spread area.
I am the stubborn thing that denies death,
Decay or washed, I must leave a part,
I am the thing that always find a way to breed,
I am what I am. I am a seed.
©Yusuf Muyibat Avosuahi
©Akinwole John Akintayo
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