Come to think …
…of little kids trying to mask their
Insecurity by revealing yours
Of critics making a conclusion
Prior to a discussion
Of Business partners pretending to care
While seeking their share
Of parents, carrying our burden but
Liking it all the way
Of friends biased with fears
That we wouldn’t sojourn in their tears
Of enemies wanting a truce, but like us wouldn’t say
Of preachers showing their strength and
Pointing our weaknesses
Of a duo falling in love and getting the bruises
Of boys trying to be closer to our sisters
Than we can ever be
Of girls taking the whole attention off our brothers
Of orphans, seeing our parents and missing theirs
Of thieves needing our valuables more than we do
Of drivers enjoying a ride they may never own
Of celebs made rich by fans, but far richer than fans
Of fans dying for one who knows them not
Of soldiers in a bid for life, willing to die
Of the devil, we deny in speech but affiliate with in conduct
Of sex a vehicle for both life and death
Of you attaining your dreams and attracting our envy
Of me leaving behind these very last words:
Of you dying and being thought of
What will you be remembered for?
Come to think of it.
Emeka Mbah
