Life Across The Fence Poem by Chima Ononogbu

Life on the other side,
across the fence,
so ease it looks green and rosy,
to those whipped down and battered
by poverty thorny whip.

Mournful as dawn grows to dusk,
in their hearts brews sunken lamentations.
Unbalanced they feel nature's measuring scale,
unfavored they feel in their share of its borderless estate,
far-fetched they feel its intention to mend the fence.

So, their imagination shrinks
into a monstrous gloom,
desperately wishing their lives are never theirs
rather the ones bubbling just across the fence
filled with bliss and horny dripping down.

But for those across the fence,
same is the sting of life,
never rosier,
but always fleeting as wind marching down the valley,
blowing in circles round the circumference rims.