Poetry

 

 

 

ON MY OWN FEET

By Lalaine Jane T. Gualter

Photography By Pinterest

 

Whispers and gossips ,starts to penetrate the walls I made

Bells are ringing, I don’t want to let them in,

I glance once at the window, how will I put this?

Why do they hate the things I love?

 

So many doors slammed me out, but why can’t I?

I can dance on fire, and jiggle with the waves of life

Why can’t I, if I can voice out the worst and pull out the iniquity

Why can’t I, if I am an intrepid to defy uncertainties

 

These walls are not limitations, rather , these are the foundations

The foundations that gives me vigor, and cast out my adeptness

Yes! You can call me names, when I brush and crashed, into your dirty little closets

But always remember that I will prevail among all of you

 

I will own the crown, and conquer the platform

No need to bow down, just accept me for I am not spurious

I got the name on me, the diligence and not the positions and title

Indeed, its still a round of applause, I nailed it.

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