I know a tree:
Discarded on the lonely mountains of despair, it was only but a seed,
Battered and bruised by the heat of injustice, its roots rooted in pain,
With a promise of hope, it sprouted for everyone to see,
Covered by the showers of love, it rose from the fertile grounds of its mother’s womb with barks as strong as an ebony tree,
It grew tall like Kilimanjaro, looking eye to eye with the heavens- its branches from sea to sea,
Under the warm kisses of sunshine, its flowers blossomed and bloomed for many moons.
I know a tree,
In the shades of its canopy, I am forever free.
Michael Kofi Esson is a medical student in the MCW-Milwaukee Class of 2025 with a passion for contributing to refugee communities locally and abroad. He believes in the healing and transforming powers of stories shared through poems. His hope is to continue to write poems and, in the process, grow and heal anew. He is chair of MCW’s Refugee Mentorship and treasurer of MCW’s White Coat for Black Lives.
This is beautiful, thank you for the inspirational poem.
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