As the rains wakes the day,
I gather this body of breathing clay
For yet another day to mould my dreams to reality,
Just like a potter about to make an artwork.

I daily pray for my future , because I am terrified by my past.
So I made my life a movie with changing scripts and cast.
For my yesterday told a story of pains and tragedy
So, I dedicate today into writing a script of comedy for the future.

J.O

Really beautiful