At the Crossroads of Life
I have now arrived at this place, Where upfront conversations find their space. Subliminal posts and passive aggression are no longer part of my expression.
If you should come knocking on my door with negativity, I’ll pray for you, my heart filled with positivity, honesty and beatitude intertwine, As I navigate this renewed intricate design.
Motives, like a fuel-filled locomotive, Chokingly closer, faster—life’s emotive. Yet even when disturbed or distressed, I stay resolute, No need to explain—I’ve spoken my truth.
Honour bestowed upon the genuine few, Boldness, majesty, and modesty in view. Listening ears, always ready to lend, In this place, authenticity is my friend.
Friends, like life itself, precious and few, Sticking by my side, like morning dew. Insisting on sense? Not my pursuit, I flow with life’s current, resolute.
Each occurrence was a lesson in disguise, Blessings veiled as grace before my eyes.
Renewed, I stand at life’s grand gate, Embracing the journey, early or late
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