Do you remember the day you took your first breath?
The first time your lungs were filled with air,
You eventually began to walk and then run.
Do you remember the first venue you danced at?
Do you remember the first time you laughed?
The first day you experienced joy so deep, your eyes watered,
Your heart flustered.
Do you remember the first song you sang?
Do you remember the first time you experienced peace?
The first time you put your feet up and felt at ease?
Lips curved up into a smile because your world was calm,
Do you remember the first time you felt free?
Why then do you focus on your first rejection letter?
First heartbreak, first disrespectful lover?
Why do you constantly recal the first day you fell,
Flat on your face begging for a space in hell.
Why do you choose to revisit the first biggest failure?
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Akunna Ezekwem 