Lotus flower

For in darkness light came forth
Dead seeds would become a shade
In every bad lives a good
Shine your light on me.

Ugly as a duckling might
be the goose with golden egg
With the sunlight comes the ray
And a hope to live.

We don’t see our beautiful
We don’t see we light the night
We don’t see we need to change
How we see see us.

Victor Oyedele