Wednesday, April 4, 2018

A certain predicament



It is a certain predicament
to be able to use a simple vocabulary
of her broken English
and still be able to be a storyteller
In her own right.
  
What once was perceived as unsurpassable weakness,
Now accepted as a uniqueness.
In the absence of judgment the voice opens to freedom,
and the story is released
from confinements of the limitation. 

As the water rush from the reservoir
when the floodgates are open, the words come  
from the roaring power of her own expression!
Who cares about grammar and such,
when you lived life and got the balls to share it!























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