Forget that I sometimes act crazy, I am still,
A soul traversing life’s winding hill.
Though trials may test, and storms may chill,
Within me resides a warmth, serene and still.
Through laughter and tears, I find my grace,
In moments of joy, and in sorrow’s embrace.
With empathy as my guide, I seek to trace,
The threads of humanity, in every face.
For I am more than flesh and bone,
A vessel for kindness, love, and tone.
In every gesture, in every groan,
I am the essence of compassion, deeply sewn.
With each sunrise, a chance to renew,
The bonds of empathy, tried and true.
In reaching out, in saying “I see you,”
I am a beacon of light, in a world askew.
Though the world may spin and whirl,
In the core of my being, I unfurl.
A spirit gentle, a heart that twirls,
I am still human, a sweet soul unfurled.
© Ifedolapo Ogunniyi
Ifedolapo Ogunniyi 