Immobile (a poem)
Your voice came to me.
As perfectly as a babe
knows mother’s voice,
I know yours.
I hear you.
But I’m yet to move an inch.
What is this that
holds me back?
Chioma Jeremiah
Hi, I'm Chioma Jeremiah. I'm passionate about helping my community see the beautiful light that each day brings. My goal is to inspire you with everything that will make each read the best for you.
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One Comment
Evidence Mutumbu
But why we know whats holding us back isn’t it?😁🤔