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A fair – weathered friend; I am not. I bring my own sunshine.

Obehi Vessel A.

Everyone claims they want the truth. Just not in all her bright entirety. We’d rather she visit in dim shades of light, that won’t hurt our eyes.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Bright Eyes Herself Hurt Light Ourselves Truth
‘Why are we here?’ I inquired of my body, spirit, and soul. ‘Here to do whatever feels good.’ Said the first. ‘Here to do what feels good.’ Said the second. ‘Here to choose.’ Said the third. ‘Between both.’
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Body Choice Feeling Goodness Myself Philosophy Soul Spirit
To know more, I must first admit that I know nothing. Only on a blank page, can words be written.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Myself Word Writing
Be careful out there; I hear humans get killed for wearing the wrong skin.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Care Human Kill Oppression Race Skin Wrong
And now, we look back at what was normal, and we find that normal isn’t always good or right; No. Normal, is whatever has been spent with us, the longest time. And that in itself is not a valid reason for it to stay.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Goodness Ordinary Philosophy Reason Right Stay Time
And, when it comes to counting our blessings; we humans are all bad at math.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Bad Blessing Human Mathematics Ourselves
This year has been heavy. Not meant to be carried alone.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Alone Carry Company Hard Time Togetherness
Ears quick to listen. Lips, slow to speak. I take, so that I may give.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Lips Listen Myself Quick
Standing between who we are, and who we want to be, is that which we find easiest to be.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Be Yourself Deep Easy Philosophy
Ran out of time, before we even began. How long will the road not taken be starved of footprints?
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Beginning Deep Road Time
Past lifetimes do not concern me. Whatever memory succumbs to be forgotten, is one I do not aspire to repeat.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Forget Life Memories Myself Past
How abstract we humans sound, when we say these are dark times. As though it isn’t in our hands that paint our times.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Darkness Hands Human Ourselves Sound Time
When one door closes, another opens.’ Yet, in-between lies a wait persuasive enough to make many go through windows.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Deep Enough Oneself Success Wait
Learning is easy. Unlearning is tricky. The former is knowledge gained. The latter is knowledge gained, recognized as a loss.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Easy Knowledge Learning Loss Recognition
Both strong and weak may survive; if neither takes too seriously, the titles of ‘strong’ and ‘weak’.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Serious Strong Survive Weakness
Some days are heavy. Not meant to be carried alone.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Alone Carry Hard Time Hope

A fair – weathered friend; I am not. I bring my own sunshine.

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