"Change but don't change"

Princess Ayoola is a good friend of mine, and a great poet, she wrote this poem for someone,  she shared it with me and am sharing it here, she isn't just a pretty face, shes got real talent... Check it out.

"Change but don't change"

After all your heavy losses, 
Your mistakes,
Here and there.
After all your ever-bleeding wounds,
From the lost wars of your short life,
I saw how fragile you were. 
I sat and thought about what you should do, 
To rebuild the ruins of your afflicted soul.

I think you have to change your body parts,
One by tender one,
And not be so skinny,
Some of them, at least – 
To earn the happier days to come.

I think you might need,
A new pump for your heart, 
To love as many women as you want. 
Of course tender lips...
For smiles and burning kisses.
Oh! You'll need new lungs,
washed out of tar and nicotine, 
To smell the streets after the rain. 
And yes, nerves of steel too, 
To bear the blows of fate, 
At least, just to be ready...

I think you'll need a bigger chest,
To love...
To be kind to treacherous friends.
Bigger hands,
To hold on to the things you want,
The things that matter.

What would it matter if you were bald?
Or if your hair line is receding slowly? 
Your remaining hairs, 
The wind will gently comb back.

Your Humor, Heart and face,
You should leave as they are, 
(You really must spend as little as possible),
As they complete you,
In ways I cannot even tell.

In short: you have to be alive enough,
To still look like yourself after all.


- JuliannWrites