she found me;

and if I would waver

across the face of the earth,

and my destiny quivers,

for her, my lips do not tremble,

and all walking earthquakes seize

she found me;

and if my pride, staggers,

like the crooked motion of an ant,

and my being stammers,

for her, all wars seize,

and burdens are cast away,

my wonder sails afar,

as I remember how she found me

she found me;

even if my history is

defaced,

and bravery bleached by ostracism,

I know her light

shall make my heart a celebrity,

because it beats,

since she revived

it with golden friendship

she found me;

and I was rejuvenated

by this platinum passion

which gives me evidence,

of her pendaciousness.

she found me;

and lips of defeat are silenced,

and victory shouts

with sunlight

with an elipsis of hope.

                                    By Kakraba Afful