STAGE OF LIFE!

Lights! Camera! Action!!

And here I stand in the spotlight

Welcoming you to the stage of life

All I say, you already know

All I do is reiteration

Life is hostile, yet amiable

Don’t expect it to smile at you

But of course, it will smile at you

Either ways, just know it won’t last forever

Life is never assured

So are all the things that come with it

Expect too much and get disappointed

However, never settle for mediocre

Life is simple, why complicate it?

The quest for a nest isn’t a man’s struggle

If you are born to kill elephants

You don’t struggle killing rats

Life is like a card game

We cannot control what comes our way

But one thing is optimum

To make the best out of what we get

What is life without love?

Give your heart out freely

No worries when it gets broken

Someone else will fix it

Why cry when you can laugh?

Why sob when you can smile?

Why hate when you can love?

Why burden the soul with vices?

Happiness is a mindset

They can make you happy

You can make you happy

But only when you allow it

While you watch others suffer in pain

Suffer not your hearts to be joyous

For you know not what tomorrow holds

Besides, it could have been you

Hark! Not everything I say is true

For I’m not on this stage alone

And life is not simple calculus

It sure doesn’t have a formula

Life is not ours for keeps

Someday we will give it up

In the end, we are either heroes with stories

Or losers with excuses!!

MY FIRST LOVE!

 I was fourteen

She was thirteen

I had the stature

But she was smarter

We were both in the same class

But I really wasn’t her class

She gets with ease an A+

I struggle to get a C+

It was a contrasting pair

I really didn’t deserve her

Though I loved her to the core

It was clear she loved me more

Mummy used to force me to school

Now, nowhere could be this cool

She lured me to school with toffees

And our home-works were photocopies

She didn’t show up at school one Monday

 I remember it was in May

I got a note from her neighbor, Ruby

And it vaguely read ‘Goodbye Kobby’

Then I realized why she wept on Friday afternoon

As she told me the story about the moon

Her family had moved to Spain

And we had to bear the pain

Reminiscing the bicycle rides

The silly ice-cream fights

The nights we laid on the grass

Watching the shooting stars

So if you get this message, Gretchen

All I have are two questions

Have you moved on?

Should I move on?

BAD TIMES!!

Someday, the archer’s quiver will get empty

He will reach for an arrow and find none

He will wander in the woods in frenzy

And loathe the fading sun

Someday, the big trumpet will sound

The beacon will be lit on the mount

It could be for war, an end to freedom

Or the real end, the Armageddon

Someday, the wall you lean against will fall

You may have to stand firm or go down

Regardless of how short or tall

Gravity will bear his crown

Someday, the people who make you smile shall be no more

They may not hear you when you call

Their warm embrace you ardently adore

Shall fall on the other side of the wall

We pray these days never come

But while we stay cool and calm

Bad times lurk on the shores of our lives

We better get prepared for nature has cast her dice

*Stanza 3 by my good friend Victor Ababio Amponsah

WHO ARE THEY?

They say never give up

And we end up holding on to things that aren’t ours

They say letting go is a sign of maturity

And we end up loosing what rightfully belongs to us

They say the early bird catches the early worm

What if there are two early birds?

Then the strongest shall survive

Perfect picture of a chaotic source

They say life is not a race

Just wait till they get there first

They say once bitten, twice shy

Why then should we try again?

They say you don’t know what you have until you loose it

What then do they mean by no love lost, no love found?

They say Penny wise, Pound foolish

Amazing, isn’t it?

Never judge a book by its cover

Yet, first impressions last longest

Birds of the same feather flock together

Isn’t that an endorsement of racism and ostracism?

If you can’t beat them, join them?

Need I say more?

They say…..they say……

Who are they?

And are they always right?