So what? Even if I gather all the cakes of life,
And I eat with golden plate, spoon and knife;
My ride on Unicorns wouldn't stop the clock,
Even if I share with non from my luck.
...
You bereft me of my dignity
The day you stole my humanity
You plundered my maidenhead by rape
And scarred me in your rape camp
...
Kindness hails from the
Sheer beneficence of our mind
Where in the contentment,
And happiness of mankind
...
I am the maker of my destiny
Through the plot of my journey
To be who I am meant to be
And it's only I who posses the key
...
Saga of pain lies in the act of the reaper
In making our heart sour and bitter
When a widow who mothers a single lad,
At night, shown her son buried in sand
...
We are proud to be from Africa,
We are a tribe called Yoruba;
With distinct cultural essence
And peaceful coexistence.
...
Yahaya Qasim Oluwapelumi is a Nigerian poet, novelist and journalist. He graduated from the University of Benin, Nigeria. He has won many poetry awards of excellence and has got many of poems published on various sites. His Shakespearean style of writing is vast gaining recognition, that's why he is called the Archaic poet. He hails from the town of Iseyin, Oyo state, Nigeria.)
So What!
So what? Even if I gather all the cakes of life,
And I eat with golden plate, spoon and knife;
My ride on Unicorns wouldn't stop the clock,
Even if I share with non from my luck.
So what? it's easier for a camel through the eye;
Than a rich man to make the kingdom of the sky.
Even if the dreary death will never desist,
From ending my breath; even if I resist.
Those who know me will know me no more;
When it sails me on an endless tour.
So, what? Death is not the end of my journey;
But a path, to an end sweeter than honey.
So What? if success never pays me a dime,
If I fail the same test a thousand time.
So what? If I fail to win another day,
For life isn't all bright and shiny like ray.
Even If I rise to fail again; I fail to rise again,
For failure is mere rail to success train.
What if those who I love are my foes?
If I give them my best from head to toes,
For an unrequited love. Even beg them to stay,
Yet, their utmost priority is to walk away.
What if they aren't destined for my days ahead.
So What? if I replace them with true pals instead.
(June,2020)
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