AFROSCOPE


THIRSTING FOR CHANGE

Two worlds collide in their unconscious thirst for change

Me?

I remain in the middle—my soul stuck between them, stubbornly immutable, resolutely unmoved

Nonchalant about their odd thirst, my fountain overflows with a stoic acceptance of whatever happens

I effortlessly give way to The Tao, my shepherd, not wanting, not yearning—fighting for nothing, thankful for everything

Simply:

Chopping wood, carrying water; sipping some.
Afroscope [Nana Isaac Akwasi Opoku]; 2019

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