I smile, yet I wince behind the smile.
I laugh, whilst I weep deeply in my soul.
I cheer, as I wail silently.
I sing, when my heart howls in anguish.
I dance, but my legs buckle in despair inside me.
I giggle, as I swallow a tear.
I sigh in peace,
But the lump in my throat threatens to burst in tears.
A constant battle rages on.
Yet somehow, it is well.
So, I LIVE.
Also by this poet:
- My World in Issue 6
- In the Mirror in Issue 6
Chipo Mukoki is a Zimbabwean girl who loves exploring the world. A social worker and child advocate, she knew from an early age that she had a part to play in bringing change to the world around her. She uses the power of words to connect people, to say the untold, to empower and bring healing. Chipo writes poetry as a hobby and for personal expression.