If I Were You Poem by David Ration Lekoba

If I were you I would be prouder than death
To know my place before hand, a gain
Why wouldn’t I use my name again and again
To gain the treasures of this world?
After all this world is your home

If I were you I would be prouder than death
To know someone my battles fights.
While everyone’s jealousy calls it corrupt
If I were you I would bet with life to never die
After all this world is your home

But I am not you so I toil and sweat
I am not you so my battles I face to lose.
I walk a lesser man to the eye
To gain what the eye has never seen
After all this world is your home-not mine