Though our path is as dark as the devil's heart
As bitter as vile,
And as painful as decaying sore
Surely we will sojourn to the end of the tunnel
Where the cadence of light shimmers
We may crumble when we stumble
We will rise like the horn of unicorn
Our hope will bud us wing and fly us to the end of the tunnel
Where the cadence of light shimmers
Our tears may be ocean
Our grief may be mountain
Our strength is storm of fire that can drink ocean
And big hammer that can break down mountain to powdery
For at the end of the tunnel lies our strength
Where cadence of light shimmers
©Akande Martins
®WhisperingShadow