The bruises on my shoulders no longer hurt. I am friends with the burdens now. After realizing, I had to accept that these weights can’t sink me. And no, I can’t walk on water; I am only a man. I count on my hands, feet, the land, and time to save me. That has and will always be my way of life.
I am no stranger to the familiar misfortunes put in place for our kind to bear. I am acquainted with troubles and trials. I have...