I rolled, bumped, cried into the street
The street all sperms race for
Where all craves to walk through
Accepted by family and friends
I was so happy, I thought
Nothing negative could happen,
Well, nothing negative did
Everything negative rather did
I walked into this street
To tell, it was dark and cold,
Gray and dry
Contrary to what i thought
It was large and big,
Yet, so little
Wide and enormous,
Yet narrow,
So good,
Yet, so bad
Always revolving,
Never ending
I walked these paths furthermore,
When i discovered
The streets gad staircases
As you stepped on one,
Another appeared,
Not only that,
As each was being stepped on,
One would notice a sack on his hands
On it was the tag “PROBLEMS”
Some sacks big,
Others small.
I began to climb,
I had only climbed two steps,
When a Charming friend came to me
And pulled me back down,
Only then did I notice she wasn’t exactly a friend
Thus, I left her and went back
To climb again
I noticed, my sacks of problems got heavier
As i climbed on
Will, I continued climbing,
Again, I had only climbed two steps further,
When family came after me
I fell again
Being emotionally affected
I got up, and started again
Determined to climb again
As many stairs as possible
I had only climbed four steps
Apart from my first four
When people of the street called World
Came after me,
And shouted: “Must you climb?”
“Can’t you stay down where everyone is?”
I was confused,
So I fell down again
I listened to them
Agreed to stay and remain on the ground like everyone
After all, it wasn’t compulsory I climbed
Only then did i look up,
And saw a whole lot of people
Up,having climbed lots of stairs successfully
Ignoring the criticisms made to them
Living happily and comfortably,
There and then , I thought
Why should people live happily up there,
And I remain here?
I would rather join them,
I concluded.
So I started climbing,
To tell you,
A multitude came after me,
My sacks didn’t help either
Getting heavier and heavier
Threatening to make me fall
Not only fall,
Fall and crash,
But I didn’t care
I continued climbing
Moving forward
And stepping higher
Until I finally found happiness
Now, I’m up,
And I see the whole street,
The whole street called World
I see t clearly, without stress
And live like a King
I really only had to continue climbing
And make the sacks lighter
By ignoring all sorts of criticisms
And unfair remarks,
Just moving on,
Knowing I’ll get there one day
I only had to climb
To see the famous Street
And have it right in my palm
I only needed to climb,
Just like you really need to!!!
#KeepClimbing!
Awwwwn. I’m proud I’m proud! I love ittttttttt! í ½í²í ½í¸
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Perfect Amazing poem… make sense young talent…. kisses 4rm here
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knowledge is scarce,but ur house oluwadarasimi is full of it.kudos 2 ur intelligence.
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heres my favourite, keep it up sis
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Amazing..u’re gift’d,Bigger u I pray
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Hmm. So I stumbled on this. Wow let me just ask this simple question. Dara where have you been hiding this talent and this blog?!… This is brilliant keep it up
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This like a big motivation, a drive one should, I will read it daily for a week.. Love the message oluwadarasimi
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