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SWEET SONG
<p><br/></p><p>Purpose.</p><p><br/></p><p>The name alone sounds heavy.</p><p><br/></p><p>It makes my heart pound,</p><p>weighing heavier than an elephant.</p><p><br/></p><p>I have dropped it so many times</p><p>because it was too heavy to carry.</p><p>I could not bear it.</p><p><br/></p><p>And yet,</p><p>I hate the feeling of failing.</p><p>But each time I pick it up,</p><p>I pant before taking a step.</p><p>My brain screams danger.</p><p>My body shrinks and folds</p><p>at the mere sight of it.</p><p><br/></p><p>This is punishment.</p><p>I don’t want it.<br/></p><p>Take it away from me.</p><p><br/></p><p>If this is what purpose is, then dig my grave and bury me in it</p><p>rather than live without aim.</p><p><br/></p><p>O Great One,</p><p>please call me home.</p><p>For my shoulders are tired.<br/></p><p><br/></p><p>Wait.</p><p><br/></p><p>What is this?<br/></p><p>Is this purpose?<br/></p><p><br/></p><p>Why do I feel so happy?</p><p>Dopamine bursts through my veins.<br/></p><p>I cannot control them.</p><p><br/></p><p>My vocals finally have a breath of their own,</p><p>wearing themselves out with screams.</p><p>Excitement is an understatement.<br/></p><p><br/></p><p>If joy were tangible,</p><p>then it would reside in my veins.</p><p><br/></p><p>I want to commit my life<br/></p><p>to what my tongue has tasted.</p><p><br/></p><p>If this is not purpose,<br/></p><p>I don’t know what is.</p><p><br/></p><p>Butterflies in my tummy,<br/></p><p>I know this butterfly will settle.</p><p>But the eagle<br/></p><p>will continue to soar high in the sky.</p><p><br/></p><p>I know dreadful valleys are ahead.</p><p>I know hills will rise before me.</p><p>But I will drag myself through them.<br/></p><p><br/></p><p>I know critiques will come,</p><p>but my shoulders will bear them.</p><p><br/></p><p>I know thorns exist along the way,<br/></p><p>but I will give my body to them</p><p>and let them pierce every inch of me.</p><p><br/></p><p>This will be my song: </p><p>I have seen purpose.</p><p>I have tasted it.</p><p>And now,<br/></p><p>I’ll die for it.</p><p><br/></p><p>My vocals may wear out</p><p>singing this song,</p><p>but my heart<br/></p><p>will bear it on its table.</p><p><br/></p><p>✍️Gift Olabode</p>
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