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To My Children, Unborn

Oluwatobiloba is an undergraduate of the University of Lagos, Nigeria.


To My Children, Unborn

Dear daughter,

Don't bring home an eye candy,

Don't walk the aisle with a simpleton,

Or adopt the name of a dummy,

Unambitious and unloving.

He will relegate the jewel that you are,

You will become like a pearl in a pigsty.

Holding your heart in sway,

And lessening your worth,

It would be hard to walk away,

And your pain, even to me, you might not unearth.

Sincerely son,

Don't bring home an eye candy,

Or tie the knot with a jade, even if handy.

She is like a stark tree, rationally impotent.

She is a rose, without scent.

Of what use is an opaque penning

Of which we fathom nothing?

Or a lucid cloth, adorned in excess,

Covering no nakedness?

Of what purpose is an appealing meal

That doesn't turn out a treat?

A mere cluster of pretty deceit,

That will bring regret in its deal.

I hope you look beyond the looks,

And see beyond the rooks.

© 2019 Odunlami Oluwatobiloba Grace