(Dream In Progress)
Do I have to seek clearance before I live my life?
From those who never
offered us a chance
So we could live up to
the dream quickly? ...Do I?
Now they are part of the
doom-casters
Selling our story
worldwide in the negative lens
But hey!!!!...we give no
room to any PHD (Pull Him Down) holders
We have developed that
kinda attitude.
Some call it tough skin
Some call it a proud life
Some call it whatever.
Their opinions do not
determine our worth
Life goes on.
Do you know what led to this final part called "Take It Back"? If not, please click here to get yourself sorted for a better understanding.
I’ve got some time to
spare
My pen—full of ink to
scribe
My lamp—full of oil to
burn
My brain—full of words
to conjure
And my mouth is full of
cooked words to say.
So let’s take it back to
those days…
When we had to wait for
7 years before we started schooling
Where were they...?
Take it back to those
days…
We had new bend-down
boutique clothes only on Christmas Eve.
Where were they?
Take it back to the days…
Of burning the midnight
candle to scratch
In order to pass the BECE, since we were not connected to electricity
Take it back to those
times…..
We waited eagerly for
Daddy,
Before the old coal pot would
see charcoal and become warm
Take it back in time to
those moments…….
We waited and slept without
the cooking pot getting to its job
Take it back to those
years…….
The flooded waters became
our only regular visitor
Take it back to those days…
We skipped high school
days
To save the whole family
from intentional dry fasting
Take it back to the times…….
Where debts were like
the dreaded bedbug
Oversucking our blood, but we stood immortal
Come, let’s take it back
to the times………
We had to toil with our
body, soul, and spirits for years
Before we could make it
to the tertiary
Yeah, let’s take it back-to-back-to-back to the back times…
Where we knew things
would change.
Now we are here with a
promising step toward a brighter future…
Behind these fashionably
designed fabrics
Behind these smiles, you
witness
Behind this body, you
observe
Behind this smooth voice, you hear
Behind this face you see,
Are the stories capable
of becoming a hit
And a top-grossing
Netflix movie
Should they script and
play it on our screens.
Be my human judge
I deserve the life I’m
living, right?
Where were they?
When I took you back to
those times?
They were all missing in
action.
So before you stand to
criticize,
Take it back to those
days….
Where it all began.
By: Isaac Cobbinah
Songs of Hope
- Ink of De_Governor ✍🏿️
Melodies of the Heart
Nice piece. Back in the days....
ReplyDeleteI was on farm land to be able to pay my SHS school fees.
I have to pretend I spent my fees just to save the "face" of my Dad for not paying my fees.
Out of the gloomy smile lies the dreaded story.
WHERE WERE THEY?
Out of the gloomy smiles lies the dreaded story indeed. We would be fine bro
DeleteGreat piece dear. I remember when I had to keep eating gari almost every evening back in high school to replace my supper since I was owing fees and those of us owing were denied the dining hall food.
ReplyDeleteWhere Were They?
This is hard!!!!. The story would be told with success soonest.
DeleteHmmm, the big question!
ReplyDeleteWhere were they? I feel a hitch of vibration this piece work carries.
Senior! I doff🤝💯
Thanks bro!!!, I am honored
DeleteHmmm Life goes on
ReplyDeleteSurely!!!! and we would come good
Delete😪 where were they?
ReplyDeleteHmmmm
DeleteWe had to sacrifice to get hear
ReplyDelete