(Poem by Kene Anthony)

When I wake up from bed
7am to 7pm can be so overwhelming
I had a smile then lost it in the struggle
I want to thrive but I just survive
I picked up the baton into the race
My role really is probably more difficult
That look on my face is me drowning
To walk on water should I have first learnt to swim?
Life is “survival of the fittest” they said
At the end the fittest thrives
For the weak that rises had a drive
and the strong that won had an edge
“Let the best win”, they motivated
Should I compete when I’m not complete?
Did I fail because you won?
Your victory is suffocating me; change the game
Life is full of stress on a normal
Some rise and some fall as a result
Your storm isn’t strange when you survive
Just drown your frustration and float
When life beats me around in its waves
I’ll not dance to its billows and motion
I’ll dive deeper till peace be still
Beyond surviving I want to thrive, and I will.
©Kene Anthony 2021

