I am told, I cried
But what l remember is l loved being at school,
It was my escape – there is no way l cried on my first day at school.
12 January 2000, Mama told that was the first day l met my father,
The happiness she saw that faithful day always gave her hope for a brighter future as a family.
Her prayer rings in my head each time.
I remember the day my life flashed before my eyes,
The day that blue car ran over me.
She begged God to bring back life to me
But l slowly fell into slumber and it was lights out for me.
Darkness took over.
4 weeks later
God said, l am not done with your book.
Life was restored to me and today twelve years later l still breathe
This is my journey.
My journey to the past.