Walking in Muddy Waters
By Yero Jallow
It was many years ago while I was young
I saw people walking in muddy waters
Crossing shallow rivers and tributaries to other banks
Despite the troubles and uneasy crossing
They still managed to make it to the other banks
As I reflect back
over their successful journeys
I wondered how they made it to the finish line together
I realized it was their courage, commitment and focus
The determination to do it wholeheartedly
The urgency over their mishap requiring tact and resultant
force
And the respect, love and ideals they shared sincerely
It superseded their individual interests throughout the
journey
So they held onto each others’ hands with all the love
Saying, “Hang onto my hand brother! We are together in this
journey”
That was how they made it to the finish line smiley and
unhurt.
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