By Michael Aidoo
12th August, 2021

Ordered Steps

Walking alone on the rough roads
Silence being my companion
Carrying on the herald's message
Surrounded by clouds of doubts
I pressed on through the winds of anxiety.

A little here, a little there they said
Seeing my wandering weary feet
Oh how I gasped my frustrations
At the sight of willing ears
My path was lost, wasn't it?

Desperate and broken, my heart sunk
I don't know where I'm going!
Covered in shame and pain
I recounted the rejections
No one wants me

But then it all made sense
The whimpering sounds of breath
Dripping down the tip of my pencil
I am a writer! I exclaimed
My steps were ordered


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