Spiritual mother bathes me in her oceans as I am one of the daughters of the waters,
Spiritual father opens my roads and destroys anyone that tries to heavy my loads,
Spiritual uncle clears away all of the pathways equipping me with everything that I need to make it through each of my long days,
Spiritual uncle constantly keeps me on track heeding out warnings to everyone that he always has my back,
Spiritual grandfather instills within me the wisdom from learning therefore I am able to go out and make a decent earning.
Still, I wonder why I am alive even with all of the multiple skills that I have to survive.
I’ve been to this place some time before I didn’t want to have to come again anymore.
This is not where I feel I should be.
This is not meant it is just not suitable enough for me. Why don’t you seem to agree?
Two warrior uncles of spirit, grandfather of oracles, mother goddess of the rivers and father of destinies all responded in reply:
“To you it makes no sense being put through so much shit to all at what expense?”
“We had to come take back what was ours and that is why you were given the powers”.
“If you couldn’t do it you wouldn’t have been put through it. So continue to do it and subdue it!”
“You were made strong enough to swim through any tide and back to shore”.
“It was sealed in the plan before you was set to begin only to be revealed on that day we surely knew you’d succeed to win “.-latoya lawrence
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