I’m Alone in This World Full of People
I’m Alone in This World Full of People
I don’t know…
What it feels like to have
a billion eyes stare at me
like I do stare at the billion stars
in the dark sky
every single, lonely night
But I never knew…
The world full of people
Could be this lonely
Until the cold gripped me in the
Night when the sun was fast asleep
I didn’t know.,.
The busy world
and its tenants
had their eyes on me
like granny’s image
hanging on the wall
with eyes that looks always alive
staring pitifully at a grandson
that has lost his way
A grandson whose
closet houses rotten corns,
watching a grandson from the wall
go wild and confused
tired but full of pride
I didn’t care to know…
How else I was going to
make my money
if not with patience
and hard work
and good works
and with a good heart
and all but humility
when I long to grab the billions
in one fold with little palms
not wanting to waste time
I also didn’t know…
I have expectations I needed to meet
when my mother, My father
my little sisters
my brothers
my imaginary girlfriend
and lot more pictures
displayed on the wall
and all them gawking
horribly with strange,
hunger stricken eyes
and those eyes were like
pulling my brain out of
my head
Then I know…
I wasn’t born
and wasn’t fed
and wasn’t clothed and wasn’t trained
and wasn’t accommodated by them
all for fancy
I also know…
I have to make them proud
prove to them their efforts to pull me up
aren’t abortive,
rebuild the roof of their hopes
and make it even stronger
turn their pool of tears
into a fountain of ecstasy,
turn those thoughts
the fears they bear
and the prayers offered,
into a tree blessed with good fruits
‘cause I’m a seed they’ve sown
that has sprout to the sky
with more fruits full of seeds
and when in their old they rest in peace
I, my Mrs. And kids shall
not cease to live in peace
so now…
How can I be alone
In this world full of people?
How, when I already have enough in
this world full of nothing?
© 2018 Ebizimor Boloukie
