ikpat Ekomobong

(18-05-1995 / Lagos, Nigeria.)

The Choice To Make


THE CHOICE TO MAKE
If the world was to come to an end in two elements
Ice and fire to summarize feelings and desires
And I to choose which, due to all human sentiments
My heart would appeal both to fire’s burning passion
And ice’s cool spirit
But on a second thought, fire burns and destroys all that hard work
And shedded blood had thrived to build
And ice freezes warm hearts to cold blooded death
Of what I have experienced and said, seen and heard
It really shouldn’t be any
But if I were to choose
Fire burns the soul and
Destroys the aim of existence, peace.
But Ice though freezes hearts to a state of death
It unlike the burning aggression of fire, melts in the hands of tender care
under the heat of true love
So ice sounds to me an advantage which stands a chance to save
Ice seems great
But once again if I still had the priviledge to choose
What it should be, again,
The world should end in the burning destruction of fire.
So that ashes and flames becomes the remains
Of all human revolting sentiments and unruly desires

Submitted: Tuesday, February 18, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, February 18, 2014
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