There Are Days
Jul 25, 2017 · 1 min read

There are days
when my feet beat
Ogun’s path;
my mind is as explosive
as Shango’s bolt.
There are days
when my bed
is covered in an
invisible force field;
I choke and cry
under these restraints.
On these days
I need to remember:
I am powerful
I am brilliant
I am beautiful
I am the storm and the sun
I am loved
even on these days.
From the zine King of Soil.

