When I Was A Kid Poem by Letter From My Mother's Womb

When I Was A Kid



When I Was A Kid

In my infant days
I happened to find myself in my mother's arms,
In a temporary world of comfort,
I couldn't see that I was living
a life as a dream,
And the time I woke up from
my infant days,
I was exposed into a world
where I was taught how to speak,
As the night faded away within a blink of an eye,
I started crawling, and sometimes I'd lean on the walls
to help myself to stand,
Sometimes I'd fall down, and crawl
again,
I didn't realize I was learning how
to walk,
As the sun at day,
Asthe moon at night, days kept fading away.
Another day I was holding the table,
Just to use my feet to stand firm
and so i can never fall,
I kept walking even though my
legs were shaking,
like a drunkard, I kept falling,
same time again and again
until I was able to stand
and walk by myself.

Finally, I can able to walk by myself
without relying to any one
to hold my hands,
At age four, my forks sent me
to a nearby kids school,
I was introduced into a new life
skills, where I had to learn how to spell,
For my forks only taught me
how to speak,
Few years later, I was learning
how to differentiate, Literacy
and numeracy,
On that case, I was taught how to master my pen
and write with understanding,
I couldn't see that I was politicking
with my wisdom,
In a class full of kids at the same age
but with different skills
and numeracy made to call us
as a fool,
Education was the only tool
to describe my fate,
At that early age
couldn't believe how could it be that the world is waking me up
from a toddler's sleep.

Years started to pass by, and the curtain begun opening,
And all was clear, nothing was
as a dream,
Everything became reality,
at my teenage stage,
as the windy created frequencies,
Life was the best lesson I've came
across, without having to be told.
Teachers became friends
and family
in my academic journey,
I had to spend my time
at school, day in and day out,
And that was my daily routine.

Sometimes
as I sit down, and wonder about
my infant days,
I felt like it all passed away
like the smoke.


Author: Lyricist

Date: October 2019

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