While On The Stairs Poem by Prince Kenny Osei

On the stairs
I inhaled myrhh
As I by-passed every case
With my joyed-heart & thoughts
About the sensation of frankincense
And how solemn it reigns


On the stairs
I witnessed the flaws of life
Traits of indifference:
Lanes of inefficiency
And the closed pages of history


On the stairs
I uttered silent pants
When my feet astounded to new paths
And I sighed for a relief
When the times became purulent
Rather than derogatory
I promised to soldier on
In this grim reality


On the stairs
I read entire metres
Of renowned poets
And spoken word artists
From all spectrums of life:
Who preached reality
With a non-fictional mechanism
I glimpsed the pages of the closed books
Whiled I tried to unravel the second notions
Of their texts


On the stairs
Sleepless nights:
I persevered to meet the freedom
Trains from Southern Rhodesia,
Zaire & the likes
When I saw traces of the struggles
We deemed requisite:
I rebuked my thoughts
As to the indignation & ingratitude
Songs we sing today


On the stairs
I began to cogitate
Metaphorically with immense zest
And the scenes we've trod
I vexed with impatience
To revive our deaden dreams,
Sow justice, walk the talk


On the stairs
I realised that the only difference
Between yesterday & tomorrow is today
And the obvious similarity between them
Is still, our crave for excellence


On the stairs
We begin