Head Straight Up

Ama keep my head straight up.

Bend my back into the wind

And dare the present raging storm.

Ama take everything life throws at me

Then roll my fingers into fists and give some

Back can’t go thro life with a catcher’s mitt

In both hands I’m built to break what taunts me

I owe no apologies, I follow nobody’s lead.

Akpan