john chizoba vincent
Thought Of A Goat - Poem by john chizoba vincent
It takes out one positive thought
To survive and thrive to overpower
The entire army of negative thought- R. Schuller.
Give me a place to stand and I will move the earth
But, stand away from my diagram it may confuse you
A man can't make a place for himself in the sun
If he keeps taking refuse under the family tree.
It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but ourselves,
In the presence of trouble, some people grow wings
Others buy crutches but here I buy dreams.
If only I am not foolish but as wise as humans
I would have rule the world at ease,
If only I could eat eat human' food
I would have have human brain and tread the lane of
The cud in my mouth I would have chew not
But reason with reasons not to underestimate my will.
The world is a great place with people of integrity
But my kind are neglected because of lack of wisdom
If only I could fly like the birds of the earth
I would have watch over the beauty of the world,
Then sing a melodious song to redeem the world of sin.
If only I could be a peacock not a goat,
I would have been the most beautiful animal on earth
But now I am a senseless goat who's does not know
His rights in the human society.
If only I could run as fast as the ostrich,
Life could have been easier for me.
If only humans don't kill us at festivals,
Life to my kind could have been meaningful,
If only we don't eat grasses but rice and beans
We would compete with humans in Government.
If only we could dance like humans,
Our kingdom could have been the most joyful.
If only we have hands and legs like humans
We would own farmlands and go to the market
To sell our wares in large quantities and make money.
If only we have gods and goddess,
We could have prayed for a greater kingdom of the goats but things don't turn up in this world until someone turn them up.
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