More common, you find people withstand the agony of bruises, deep cuts, acute fractures and major physical injuries than bear a sorrow lodged in the corners of the mind. The suffering from a sad memory can last longer than the scars of an amputated leg. The body can only be bait to the being but not the source of the pain.
All scientific medications and religious recommendation strongly rely consciously and unconsciously on the initiation of the natural therapy of poetry. The whole drugs, incantations and scripture depend on the activation of the “I” with all its units at function less you are administering your experiment on a lifeless specimen or a weight of carnivores without a soul.
The word of poetry is the will of the heart been wheeled as a cargo of ship at a distance, it is the prayers traveling in the throat of the wind, it is the bounty wishes being herald by the pilgrim eagle, all sailing, moving to the shores of the tongue . With an amen, the army is turned around.
Poetry is a gun that can shot the morning into the night and the moon into the sun. You can joggle history like pancakes and yet you never mumble of hunger. Poetry has loaded pens with bullets that can shatter machetes. It becomes the last resort of weapon and a best consult of armour. Children have appealed to swords and they return to their lost scabbards without a blood stain. Tyrants have set their selves ablaze at the thundering of words. Climes have erased and tribes have been born to merge together in peace, all to the course of a poem.
The entire future begins in the calmest consciousness of your heart to the most agile activity of your pen soiling the palette of your tongue in the words you compose and pronounce today for your healing.
©Uche Uwadinachi
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