I TURN MY BACK TO THE TROUBLES OF LIFE. By: Lawani David

The bigotry, hypocrisy, mediocrity, and extremism, especially in a country like ours.

I shut my ears away from the screams of pain: the shouts of hate.

My life is beautiful, that's what I wanna see and all I need to know.

I won't allow religious or societal norms tell me how to live it, I won't live in pain because I have to please religion or society.

I wouldn't live in fear no more, I won't live feeling isolated, I would not be a bigot and I would not accommodate bigotry or hypocrisy.

I would stay on my lane, you wanna be a part of it? Thank you.

You wanna be a judgemental hero? Take your saint abilities out of my life, take it to HEAVEN please. Ride your boat and let me ride mine as well, life is as big as an ocean, it can accommodate alot of boats and even ships - sail or ride freely, don't just sink mine.

I don't know how I made it to another year, but I beat the odds.

And I would not sacrifice myself for the primitivism of this country, NO. I will live my life as who I am regardless of what the odds of survival might be.
From today, it's too much juice and too much sauce. I deserve to be happy and free.

I am proud of where I am today, it's not the best place to be but I am out of where I used to be so I am out and proud.

Cheers to another exciting and better year on earth, I look forward to beating the odds, but this time around in spectacular fashion.

©ojthorpe

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