Gachoki

In shadows cast by sorrows, Gachoki stood,

A man adorned in burdens, misunderstood.

His heart, a canvas painted with old scars,

Yet within his soul, a constellation of stars.

He gazed upon the mirror of his past,

A reflection tainted, memories cast.

The weight of pain, a heavy cost,

Threatening to turn a gentle soul lost.

But in the stillness of the night's embrace,

Gachoki felt a gentle wind of grace.

Whispers of wisdom, echoes from within,

A realization, a journey to begin.

"For in the crucible of hurt and strife,

I've let bitterness define my life.

Yet, within me lies a strength untold,

A tale of resilience waiting to unfold."

With courage rising like the morning sun,

Gachoki chose a path to become undone.

Released the chains of anger and despair,

Embraced the healing, lifted a burdensome wear.

No longer shackled to the wounds of yore,

He let forgiveness be the open door.

For in the loss of self, a newfound gain,

A rebirth of spirit, washed by healing rain.

Gachoki, the man who found his way,

Turned the page to a brighter day.

In letting go, he discovered the key,

To be the person he was meant to be.