Just as covers of pages,
We’ve masked our faces.
The struggles of ages,
The pain hardly defaces.

Even if you cry the whole day,
Certainly the tears never run the whole day.
There will be breaks,
Even if your heart breaks.

Wounds do heal.
But talking of the scars,
They don’t heal.
They create the memories we feel.

I bet the pain is good for you.
What if I tell you,
That direction is right?
A beautiful story you’ll soon write.

When your motives are genuine,
It will always be crowned at last.

©Erlie_Physhers
(Abuku Emmanuel Kwaku) 7th May, 2022