Life Is What It Is Poem by Imaobong Igwe

Pretend as the world is but a chair
Sit calm quietly and enjoy the air
No need to rush the thought in your mind
Cos it is still what it is since you were nine
Imagine if you were a tree with many leaves
And by the river bank is were you live
Water never dries up your needs are met
Melodious birds sing lovely from their nest
All is but a perfect sight and sound
Hmmmmm
Here comes the bomb that melt the dream
A short creature comes in form of a man
The worst timing in the life of a man
He cuts you down as a choice for his craft
With a twinkle of an eye a perfect life becomes sour
The once greenish leaves turn to dust
Your glorious singers run for their lives
And you are left with nothing but a shattered self.
Hmmmmm
Pretend you are a lion in the jungle
But what difference would it make?
Life is What it is and not what it should
No need for pretends! Life is life which ends with dead.