I must retreat
Battles are not won
with screams and gore
My shouts and thunder stomps are but
weakling and feeble throws
This monster, this towering enemy
holding me bound
I must retreat
A Yoruba adage says that a child does not seek to avenge his fathers death if he does not hold the sword in his hands ( or words to that effect) I am coming to learn that I must pick my battles. As yet there are many that I cannot 'win' because for time and for resources, for wisdom and for patience I do not hold the sword with which to 'avenge my father's death'. So I must retreat not to give up but to wait, grow and ascend to that time, that moment when I will be the elephant and this beast is the ant I can crush with one majestic walk.
Mo sin meye bo lapo .....
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