I left home

I LEFT HOME

One day

I took a walk

I left home

The world beckoned

And so I heeded

Then I walked and walked

But home was gone

When I looked again

How could I stop?

I just kept on and on

Confused! Disarrayed!

I wallowed on

Who am I?

How did I get here?

When did I get here?

Questions

And even more questions

I looked within

Home was gone

And then too far

I began to dance the dance

Because an old woman never tires in the dance she knows too well

But my feet would not move

I opened my mouth to sing with my Ogene voice

My neighbor knocked on my door to say

"Why are you wailing, sister of mine?"

With my heart heavy, I lifted the pen to write

And the ink wouldn’t even flow

What a life!

I heard Mama say

Come home, straying child

But how can I take a journey when I do not know the way?

Oh, how I cried

In shame bowed my head

Days and weeks and months

Till the man who had the light came to me and said

Look!

But how could I?

When his glory blinded my vision

So I shielded my eyes from the light that blinded me

But when he spoke again

And heaven smiled at me

And then I could see again

And I ran and ran until I saw the sign

Home Sweet Home

N:B – A little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of hands and so shall poverty invade you…precept must be upon precept, line upon line, a little here and a little there…Your greatness is those little steps of improvement you take every day. Your failure is all those tiny moments of procrastination and compromising of values. One day, you find out that you are far from your old you and you don’t even know how to get back. And when you eventually do, time has been wasted.  Daily work on you; give no rest to your wheel of greatness.

Scriptwriter87@gmail.com

Twitter/Instagram: @club7teen