Roy M Roi

Rookie (Nairobi, kenya)

My Strides - Poem by Roy M Roi

My friend,
I took notice of this habit;
Why do u glare at me
So often with green eyes
Are you intimidated by my latest developments
How much I struggle to fortify myself
To be a brand
Is it these days I hold car-keys
That makes you feel like I am bitter grapes to your taste
Or that my nights,
I shake hands with magnates as we hold champaigne glasses
In high profile networking gatherings
I've heard you peddling lies
Of who this life factory
Has metamorphosed me to be
That I no longer buy my stuff from the duka, anymore
That these days i prefer price tags
My pride is severed when i bargain
That my tongue turns in borrowed accents these days
That my walking gait rivals that of a peacock, oh my!
That I gaze straight ahead, i don't turn to meet and greet
Well, I'll take no offense
If my retrogression is your hope
To buy you reprieve
Then, am sorry
You'll remain forever stuck in your sick bed of backwardness

Poet's Notes about The Poem

the poem deals with envy people feel when their colleagues seem to be making progress in their personal lives.It advises individuals to support personal development and also congratulate others whenever they make strides in their persona lives

Comments about My Strides by Roy M Roi

  • Shireen Ramadan (7/16/2012 10:19:00 AM)

    I've heard you peddling lies
    Of who this life factory
    Has metamorphosed me to be
    I like that part, new idea & nice wordage :)
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 3, 2012

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