My Light II

By Rabson Kashamba

a photograph of two match sticks, one shining and one not, attempting to knock down the lit one
Photo by Devin Avery on Unsplash

So bright was my light.
No one could ever stop me.
Indeed I had followed my heart.

I disagreed with what they saw.
I thought everything was okay.
Indeed little did I know.

When they tried to stop me,
I thought they were jealous.
They did it with no ease.

Realising why they really did so:
They were just trying to save me,
Before it could burn me whole.
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