Gone
What I let go, I seek
Not the thing rather
its substance
Like the light of fire or
the hope it brights
What I let go, I seek
Not the fame rather
acknowledging my existence
Like the jewel golden or
the rich yellow shine
What I let go, I seek
Not the brawl rather
the chant of a Victor
Like Ali's ''KO'' shot or
the raw brunt of strength
What I let go, I seek
Not love rather
a friend, One to trust
and care for unto death
Like nothing,
just a True Friend
What I let go, I seek
That is You.
©Kofi Asokwa-Nkansah
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