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It is the silliness of youth to trust time.

Obehi Vessel A.

Time ensures that we heal; not that we forget; In forgetting how a scar came to be, is to silently invite another injury.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Deep Forget Healing Injury Scars Silence Time
Second chances, are filled with humans hoping for a third.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Chance Deep Hope Human
We were purple, one day, we felt whole the next day split apart into red and blue.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Feeling Oneself Togetherness
Be careful out there; I hear humans get killed for wearing the wrong skin.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Care Human Kill Oppression Race Skin Wrong
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
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
I no longer ask humans, for a definition of love. For, they tend to force on her, the traits of those who have either treated them well or not at all.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Force Human Love Myself Philosophy
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.

Deep Happiness Knowledge Myself Run
And, when it comes to counting our blessings; we humans are all bad at math.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Bad Blessing Human Mathematics Ourselves
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.

Carry Goodness Heart Human Philosophy
Doing good and being good; are two different things. The first is a shirt we put on, take off. The latter is our skin.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Deep Different Goodness Ourselves Skin
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
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.

Cold Lie Morning Myself Naked Survive Truth Yourself
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
A natural law; ‘forgive them or become them.’ slowly, unnoticeably, surely.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Forgiveness Law Slow
Some days are heavy. Not meant to be carried alone.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Alone Carry Hard Time Hope

It is the silliness of youth to trust time.

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