Melissa Asregadoo | Guyana
Questions with options
Decisions, no time for discussions
Rushing with no limitations
To live on the edge, wild imitations
Gifted with 2020 vision, I saw it clear
Beyond the lights which disappear
Determined steps, no time to spare
Ready to dive, head first, no gear!
Countdown, rushed in and over the border
Tripped on life, tangled in disorder
A new age of masked emotions
Hidden smiles and quarantined evasions
Caught off guard, my thoughts entangled
Unplanned routine, my plans were mangled
A fool for fear, a fear for nothing
Nothing to say, nothing to do but something
A violent takeover
With a vibrant makeover
New friends, new laughter, new hope
A hope to discover the heart of a home and with prayer, learning to cope
A year of risky takes and reboots
A cyber cycle of bytes and data pursuits
Of my voice being featured in web retreats
Unwanted deletes, required repeats and network meet and greets
It was my moment to breathe
To unfold layers for facades to burn
To become intimate with my purpose
To make intelligible suggestions and discuss
When the world cocooned within the clasps of this storm
Is released to embody its true form
There will be treasures of growth
Birthed from wounds of struggles or failures, maybe both.