20/08/2023
A Heroine’s Letter to fate…
Beaten in the cold by each drizzle of unrelenting drops of dew
A warrior of seven, A princess with purpose.
First and foremost.
A bearer of burdens and the voltage of the glorious dazzling glories.
If fate is a stance, then I unwaveringly stand!
Hey fate, warriors strained says “why me”? But RAH says “Try me!”
Look me in the eye, I unapologetically soar,
Breaking the glasses. Like plastics, your lashes!
Often and always I’ll defeat you with the striking euphoria conveyed in the chronicles of that brave big smile!
Ashes for ashes, the throne not the trenches, these are the goals. The cost like coals!
Perhaps you aren’t ready, probably with the age of men’s acknowledgement and lousy loyalty and submission to your government .. you weren’t told!
Or you were relaxed and of course you didn’t know..
Oh Fate, you terribly crack me up
I sit with my legs crossed and laugh at your folly! For wisdom in folly is wisdom-ful folly!
Perhaps in drunken pride you never knew! You never assumed that there were Heroine’s coming! Brave as Deborah Israel’s judge not like Delilah, though smart a slut!
Yes, fate never knew! Fate never knew that the cute little ones who weren’t taken to luxurious schools at the back sits of jeeps would someday crack mediocrity and trample its head under foot!
Yes fate never knew! Never knew that the ghetto’s and its environs would like the sand in the soil rise with the wind connecting great beings to the fulfilment of destiny and building of age long friendships with strong ladies forgetting each scar and speaking ‘Queens English’.
No fate never knew! That we were ready for earth when it was ready for us!
It’s said, ‘no one is born ready’ but I tell you, ‘the earliest you are ready, the mildest or fate’s bruises is on you!
“life is not a bed of roses!” I’ve studied you enough to know your Ex’s. you nod at the sound of that excuse from the lips of quitters and pride-fully stroke your pot-belly! (sighs!)
Fate, oh fate You met the wrong person! Regardless the thorns, we aim at the roses!
My covering is Glory, my perfume is Favor, shielded in His armor I use praise as a wrap! I am RAH and the Son dwells in me! whose might is mightier than the sun.
Oh! Did I just compare that? He created the sun!
See fate, my companion now while unmarried is FAITH,
So I am tough enough and you don’t stand a chance to weigh me down!
And beware! I’m not alone! For there are DEBORAH’S coming and HEROINE’S in the making! Fierce in the Spiritual, disciplined in the physical yet as calm as doves. Be encouraged great team, be of good cheer for through brave decisions victory is near!
Warning!!!
There are warriors on heels!
-RAH
(A Heroine’s letter to FATE)
