I wrote this poem in 2020 as I was experiencing exhaustion, a lot of pain, broken relationships and more; in the midst of having conversations about racism and blacklivesmatter protests. At the time I wrote it,  it ended in sadness and destitution. I couldn't see hope and so I couldn't right hope into it and so I couldn't name her (my character in the poem). As time passed, the destitution eventually broke and I started seeing light seep through and rest with me. 

One thing was for sure, God was with me. And because of this, I began to see hope ever so slowly and eventually found a name. I named her Yemi

Yemi in Yoruba means 'I am honourable'. Not because I'm special or anything, but I experienced God honour me/ grace me with his peace and love even in the midst of destitution.

song reference: Habakkuk 3:17-18

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