Never Curse Me Poem by Vincent Onyeche

Why would the Sun refuse to shine
What waste is it if in daylight the stars shine
Be careful so you don't be next in line
Basically I am by default made to excel
Even barefooted by paths of broken bottles.

If you curse or wish me bad
Same is yours; it's just a rebound
A reap off of an hidden moon at night.
Why wish me bad when I have a designer
Programming you exactly what you wish to me.

Get it: those that curses me are doomed...
By forces I can't say or mitigate
The Sun has so favored me
That I am a surface that reflects her light
And nothing bad come close to me.