My Vission My Mission. Poem by Darlington Chukwunyere

When I closed my eyes
I saw every where in wear-and-tear
I saw everyone shedding tears, but when I opened my eyes,
I saw the opposite side.
Everyone smiling and going about his business,
Every where shining in the glimmer of our new world.


Then I began to wonder,
‘What on earth is happening to me? ’
What was it I saw?
What world was that?
And why were the people there crying?


Then a small voice whispered to me:


It’s the other side of the earth
They share same blood with you
Same muscles, same aspirations with you
But their fate met it’s waterloo in their own hands.


They had same talent as you
But they buried theirs in the mud.
They had the same bread as you
But they put it to trade for stones.
Now, they have no breath of their own
They’ve reaped what they’d sown.

Verily, your works are written on the sands of time. The water of life shall be unto you like a River of lime would unto a wine press. Keep your feet above your foot path, and you shall reach your destination unhurt.