By: Okoli Stephanie Orjiugo (O.S.O)
Level:1
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Sometimes she feels like a bridge spread across a hollow emptiness
A gateway that has been uniquely constructed to be travelled upon
Countless tires and footprints trails her sturdy road
Yet she fails to be eroded by emerging potholes
For her foundation was reinforced with the steel of love.
A bridge she made herself to become
Sweeping away the fear of travelers as they ponder
On the obstacle of what lies on the other side of the road
With her magnificent image
She transforms fear into faith as she gladly welcomes travelers
Protects them by her towering yet cradling strings.
It seems the movement above her outstretched back pleases travelers
And the joy she feels for her travelers’ pleasure is a soothing massage for her endless painstaking provisions
Seconds…minutes…hours
Travelers are at the end of the bridge
One last screeching sound made to announce their exit
Their fear spells have been broken on this wonderful gateway
Her tears form a mirage that quickly disappears as tires zoom pass her back
Leading her travelers to the road of uncertainty.
O.S.O
