Greed-White-Greed

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Green-White-Green.
The ‘green’ dey plenty
but the ‘white’ no reach,
upon say we dey preach.

Daddy is the first “green”,
mummy is the second,
and the “white” is their son- Junior;
all his decisions are made for him.

His birth name is Purity,
but they barely call him that,
and his opinions almost never matter.
“Junior, sit down there.”
“Junior, excuse us;
go out to play with your friends.”
“Junior, the adults are talking;
you ought to walk away.”
“Junior, cover your ears.”

We say “the young shall grow”, abi?
It’s one of our favourite quotes.
Our hope is that one day,
Junior will grow to be a strong man.
A pure-in-heart woman will marry him.
They’ll give birth to a gorgeous daughter;
she’ll be very “green”,
and she’ll grow to be big and strong.
Our new flag will be “white-green-white”.

Green wouldn’t need to cover her ears;
there would be no need to.
We would have a new country;
our leaders would do what they should do.

“White-Green-White.
Na only ‘white’ we dey see,
but the ‘green’ no reach,
sake of say we no rich.”

You can agree that
the above won’t happen,
and you can disagree,
but wetin be the point of the wealth,
if na only few people rich.
Wetin be the point of the wealth
if they no dey share the money-
if they no let the money reach?


If we do am make the money reach everybody, nobody go rich, but you know as e dey go now. Everybody wan rich.

Socialism means- nobody gets rich, and we’re all equal, wealth-wise. This can’t work in reality. Capitalism means- some people get rich, but some people stay poor.

Either way, some people are not going to be rich.

Does nihilism come with socialism? You know you can’t be richer than you are anyway, so what is the point of aspiring to achieve anything if you can’t get the ultimate reward (whether or not it’s gotten at the expense of others)- wealth?

Everything is designed to be fucked up in one way and another.

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Change is Stable

If you aren’t flexible,
you won’t grow.
If you don’t grow,
you won’t survive this earth.

You can’t breathe in forever;
you’d wound yourself.
Breathe in for as long as you want to,
but get ready to release your breath.

No Wings for Our Lost Legs

Where do you run to when
your legs have been cut off?
What do you run to when
you can’t run anymore?
Who do you run to when
you’re highly desperate for legs?

When your hands have been cut off
and your mouth has been sewn shut,
nobody knows the things you don’t say;
the words won’t come nor stay.

Life doesn’t show us how to fly
when we lose our legs.
It teaches us that it’s okay to cry.
It teaches us how to walk without legs.

Fight for Your Life

Picking your life back up
and putting the broken pieces together
isn’t as easy as they make it seem.
There would be cuts
and there would be pain.
There would be tears to dry;
there would be stains.

But you will heal.
You will heal nicely
when the fight is over.

Pain for Pleasure

Let the pain come,
pleasure it properly,
cry if you need to,
but let it go.
Let the pain go.

 

We experience pain for our own pleasure;
we experience the past for
the sake of our future.
We get too scared of death,
but we shouldn’t.
We do need to die;
we need to die to live eternally.
No one gets the second without the first;
accept change and transformation.

 

Earth and Heaven

The earth moves,
but our place in it doesn’t change
because we move with it.

Explore the sun, my love;
chase your dreams,
but don’t leave me behind.

Be my earth.


UPDATE:

Earth was supposed to be my resting place.
I didn’t think I deserved anyone better
till my Heaven carried me in his arms.
He placed a crown on my head
and called me his queen.