It’s been a long walk in the mountains and valleys of life
A sail through a stormy sea, a flight through the thickest of clouds
It’s been rowing a boat with a broken paddle
A swim against the rough tide of life
It was a crawl in the mud of broken hearts and shattered dreams.
Lost I was in the hurricane of heartaches, covered in darkness
A darkness so deep and thick that I struggled to float
The future being so bleak and the past so distant
Tears like water on the edge of a rift was a routine of life
All that was left in the scorching sun was a salty crooked eleven on my cheeks.
So frail I was with blisters on every finger
But with every ounce of strength I held so tightly to my dreams
Fought for them with blood and load, shears and tears
Fears lost in the smoke of a better tomorrow that wafted
To the warm crisp air of a daybreak so bright
Like a mighty warrior from the ruins I emerge
With scars, yes! But the murk sticks and fades to the past
As with new found courage I ride into a future bright
Pride I have of where I am, excited of course of where am going
Am not yet there but from the ashes like a PHOENIX … I RISE.
The Chito World 