Random (V)

a-blurry-vision, not-slurry-words.

in here
before the end,
I am one from
the flock that
wants to hold
the wheel of change.
not by faintly shouting
in-between the crowd,
not by trying to impress
everyone – I don’t care,
not by wearing an attire
that is not my size or style,
not to amass what is owned
by this and others to come.
-but-
I hope to be
a ray of hope,
stars of goodwill,
a full moon of change,
sunny noon of progress.
I hope to be
an even in the odd.

Tomide Abdul