We picked holes
in every of her actions
so we could make sweet
our excuses for
calling her names
she was not
we punched at every slip
till we punctured
all she had going for her
because we could not stop
reminding her of everything
she was not
we pinned her past
to her present
ensured it was her tag
because we couldn’t
let go of what
she was not
she paced past her past
gradually but steadily
dealt with all it was
that placed her
in the place of who
she was not
she pushed continuously
until light smiled
while we moaned in disgust
because she became
who we never thought
she could become
© Stella C. Obokoh 2019

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