It is hard to decipher
but it is real.
A tale I hate to recall
but love to recount in the multitude of despairing souls,
To let them know, that life has roses just like it has thorns.
Listen Carefully.
A tale so devoid of taste…
like an Insipid soup.
But has a substance, enough to sustain a life.
I will tell you what happened Ola.
Don’t ask me questions, because I might not be able to answer.
Don’t ask me why, because I might not know…
Listen Carefully.
I can remember vividly, Seven years ago…
Barefooted I was, walking briskly along the road.
Many stopped and stare…
Others sighed and shrug…
They wonder if deranged I had become
Because I was walking to nowhere in particular.
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They wonder if “a hopeless” I might be called
Because there is no hope of survival.
“What a world to afflict such a beauty with such a pain”, they exclaimed.
I must tell you Ola, those moments of pain was my greatest teacher.
I conceived a new strength because, though I was in a dark place, I was not buried but planted.
Ola, it is me against the world.
Listen Carefully Ola,
You are a starlight, don’t despair.
You are destined for success, why give up?
Turn your wound into wisdom and your scars into stars.
Seven years ago, I was called an insane.
I was called a “hopeless”.
I was the topic of discussion at their respective home.
Today Ola, the world fumble for my light.
It is me against the world.
MMESOINSPIRES
