I have been standing on Your promises for years,
I have been a figurine in a world filled with motion,
Yet, my destiny feels like a stillbirth,
A prophecy waiting for its fulfilment.
Tomorrow no longer feels like a new dawn,
But an aftertaste of past miracles.
I too, have been crippled by waiting,
But my steadfastness is anchored on
The bread broken by the lips of others.
If He did it for them once,
I know He will do it again.
This time, it will be my turn.

Olaoye Adeleye
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