Some days are heavy. Not meant to be carried alone.
OBEHI VESSEL A.Some days are heavy. Not meant to be carried alone.
OBEHI VESSEL A.At present, Nations are burning. But, their leaders mistake the ash for snow.
OBEHI VESSEL A.“No” is such a controversial word. Clear, resounding when uttered by men. By women, Low, muffled. Sounds like “yes.”
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.A problem ignored, has two outcomes. The illusion that it is gone, and the reality of one problem becoming more.
OBEHI VESSEL A.We were purple, one day, we felt whole the next day split apart into red and blue.
OBEHI VESSEL A.Every human carries a heavy past. But the good thing about what can be carried, is that it can also be put down.
OBEHI VESSEL A.I have seen humans call for “change” only to bid her go home, and return on a more convenient date.
OBEHI VESSEL A.You were fully clothed in lies, I was naked in truth. Still, when morning came It was I who survived the cold.
OBEHI VESSEL A.No, I’m not one to go in pursuit of happiness. It is common knowledge, is it not? That what is chased after will run.
OBEHI VESSEL A.When you have no money, you’re penniless. When you have no love, you’re poor.en you have no love, you’re poor.
OBEHI VESSEL A.A lot of my mistakes, are birthed by curiosity. Like a child, drawn to fire; I came for the light and found pain instead.
OBEHI VESSEL A.A fair – weathered friend; I am not. I bring my own sunshine.
OBEHI VESSEL A.Be careful out there; I hear humans get killed for wearing the wrong skin.
OBEHI VESSEL A.There is no such thing as ‘little’ acts of kindness. Every kind act, is grand powerful. Meant to take up space.
OBEHI VESSEL A.‘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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