I am blessed with each look
My skin tells about
...where I've been and all I have gone through.
On my feet, my hands, my teeth and my face,
There is a mark telling a tale,
Each one represents a gain or a pain
Everything I have survived till date
Yet, I have not won all the battles in my race
But I am sure His grace helps me all to take
So to Him I always give the praise
And hope one day I will smile and tell a good story
Of my conquest of fame and glory;
Each line saying something intriguing
Of how all my many injuries brought me to victory.
I have grown with a stronger heart, I am living a better life;
Afterall, I am blessed with beautiful scars...
by OYEWALE SOLANA
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