Culled from Frailties of A Pampered Soul by Ihuoma Adaeze Onukwue
It is
To put my eye
In the keyhole- purpose
And turn back
Time and time again.
Then frayed and cast
Upon a land like Nazareth
Who led me here?
A dance of coincidence and fate
I think
But as I unlearn
I learn
Mercy brought me here
To find myself
Made…
