I Am The Best Of Myself

I am the one, the light, the diamond that glows in the dark

They threw me out but I built a shelter with the bricks they rejected

I am the one they still hear, the sound of the music in the CD they ejected

They spat on me in the streets but I showered in the cold rains

They smashed my heart but I still had blood flowing in my veins

I am the one, the bolt cutter that conquered all their chains

They stopped me at one but I became the master, I made it to eleven

They took away my voice but I still sang like angels in heaven

They stopped paying my tuition fee but I still am the talent I was given

I am the one, the artist, the poet, the one who is self driven

They showed me two roads but I took the third one

They took away the bullets but I still cocked the gun

They called me a bastard but I was still my mother’s son

They only showed me storms but I still waited for the sun

I am the one; the man that did what they thought couldn’t be done

They hid the stars but I still made a wish in the darkness of the night

They stopped the wind but I still floated in the dry skies like a kite

They chained me and paralyzed me but I still stood up to fight

 Blind folded, I still painted their black with my brilliant white

They even denied me a student visa but I still booked the flight

I am the one, among VIPs. The guest of honor they did not invite

-Edwin Onyango