Shame

There are times I speak and my voice quivers. I don’t stop, I keep speaking until my nerves meet my conviction.

There are times when I walk and I stumble. I don’t stop, I keep walking until my rhythm matches my heartbeat.

There are times when I love and I hurt. I don’t stop, I keep loving until my sacrifice births its meaning.

I don’t stop, until I am free of shame.

– Osasu Oviawe

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