Aging Boy Poem by Anthony Ulochukwu Mbachu

Aging Boy

Its quarante ans the radar ticks
Aspirations staggering uncertain
Periodical dream swinger
Hear thy overlooked gifts' plea

Funky for a boyfriend
Junky for a husband
Clever dick and smart-aleck
On an empty pocket

Hey! Do you copy! Mama calls
Home's homely girl needed
Dept be paid, now or never
Promises not opium anymore

It's the landlord's bill, Dad calls
Shelter shared, food as well
Bills shared, love embrace
Hitherto, calls response grow dim.

Instagram king, home wreck
Fly to city, perch in piety homes
Sing the host's praise unabashed
Get the free meal on alloy dish

A ready soul, a lucky self
A mellowed mind, a changed being
Epicurize the tippest moment
While the ticking clock stares the aging boy

Aging Boy
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
A call for reflection, not just for boy or men, but for everyone. See this a an encouraging reflective words to self realization.
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