Deepest Secrets Poem by Obodoh Faith

Deepest Secrets

From childhood, I desire knowledge and success.
But they say is for the elites.
Am I also not one of them?

How do I believe my parents?
When they were the ones who made me make these decisions.
Now I am lowered among young girls.

And made elaborate in the eyes of some.
What do they admire and appreciate in me?
What do they say I have become?
A wife, mother or a rich girl?

If only there is an intervention,
then I would be in the proper place.
With people with right heart and motives.

What now?
I am like a maid servant envied and watched for industriousness.

I lead a quiet life but the windows are open.
What cover have they given to open the windows?
What is in my possession that could not reach for to pursue?

I need not knowledge? And strength to move on? Do people embrace poverty and wish it should remain in their midst?

Why don't you see beyond the surface into deepest secrets that is not told and heard?
I am a human and not an animal.
A female to care, nurse and share.

If the heavens hear, let truth prevail.
If the angels hear, let thy will take place and God be found true.

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