I'm no longer a boy, I'm a man now.
I have no cars, no girl to call ma lady, no family of my own, except the one I was ushered into when I crawled out of my mama's womb.
And I must say, aside the gift of life from the Lord above, it is ma greatest blessing.
But not my greatest possession.
The 26 alphabets, when they come together and form words and the words form phrases and phrases form sentences and these sentences begin to come together to tell a story, in any form possible, be it music or poetry.
There, I understand what it means to possess, there I know what it is I possess.
I possess control over these words.
Because no matter how many times they twist and turn into loops and knots within puzzles and mazes,
One by one I make them out,
One by one I sort them out.
One by one I line them up, give them a sense of purpose with commas and full-stops.
I punctuate them so the lay man see's the beauty within these alphabets,
The penned artwork, a masterpiece, bringing harmony between these words and all human beings.
Because this is no scrabble, this is not a quest to discover who knows the most words, it is one to put the spot light on those who know how to use them.
This is poetry!
Thursday, February 8, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: poem,poetic expression