If my heart could grow
You could have seen its seed
Augmenting
Pushing through the light
Ready to produce fruits.
If my heart could talk
You could have felt the unfelt;
The love, the fear, the insecurities, the hope, the anguish, the frustrations.
If my heart could show
You could have seen the unseen;
The melting, the warming, the bleeding, the pounding, the hoping, the dying.
If my heart could open
You wouldn’t believe its treasure,
the mysteries that none could tell.
You could have been amazed
and praise God for creating such a mysterious being like me.
Eunice Mtavangu (21st century) Tanzania
Source: Afro Women Poetry
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