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Mistakes are inevitable -
Written by ; Nwobodo Chidera Deborah,
penname; Treasurebrown
The Poetry began with this Question.
"Do you feel the absence of someone, someone so
precious to you that you could have saved?"
Life is a misery
Life is a mystery
Life has its own rules
It has regulations you have to observe
Life could make you dance to its tune
Life has no exact definition
It makes you learn everyday
I was but child camouflage before the eyes of many
I never knew my words were the lyrics to hearts
I had dreams and hopes
Sometimes I just thought it would be, Ok
Growing up I had almost everything I desired
But my life still wasn't in track
Actually I could care less because all those things didn't matter
to me anyways.
I just wanted to live the way I wanted.
At such a young age I got mixed up with the wrong people
All I ever wanted was to feel among
I derived so much joy when I rolled with them
Like it was all there was to life
I still wondered like someone who was being controlled
How did I end up that way?
I started smoking at the age of 12
Didn't really know what I was doing but I was persistent
I guess.
Whenever I did smoke I feel so calm but sad
What's there anyways when I was just being hailed
by my crew
It felt so nice that I continued till I turned 15
At this age I was in my ss3. Yea I'm a big boy I thought
This time around I got initiated to a secret cult
Lucky for me I was able to secure my admission
same year
My life at this point wasn't the same
And it grew worst when I killed someone
I was alive but still felt dead
I moved around with pains of what I have done
I couldn't cry nor complain
My parents were ministers but never saw what
was happening under their roof
The direction of life changed when I realized, I
could no longer achieve my goal
I was more or less a walking corps
All I had was my smoking addiction
Academic failure..... Yeah it was worst
I felt alone
I felt robbed
I felt like nothing in the midst of people
I felt deprived because no one called me back
Then I silenced my self for good
BACKGROUND OF THE POETRY
The Poet |
" I got inspired to write this piece after meeting
up with a guy I knew nothing about. He called and pleaded
that I see him. We met in an environment I wasn't use to and
he was smoking, I was so upset because I dislike
the smell then I asked how long he has been smoking
it took him time to let me know that was all he's been
doing all his life. He killed his best friend just to pass a
a confraternity test from his cult group. Out of guilt
he dropped out of school in his 300l at 19 in the University
of calabar. Ever since smoking took his mind away from it
a little because sometimes he even has nightmare of his
Friend. Today he's feeling better and has slowly stopped
smoking thanks to God and our friendship.
Mistake are bound to happen so most times we can't
turn the hands of time. I got to understand that many
people had gone through such turmoil and even worst.
It's not your fault, it can only be when you keep living Same way and waste your life."
® ACW-UA POETRY
© 2020
19 Comments
This is good, Being misled and making mistakes as teenagers is a topic that should really be hammered on...I pray your friend is able to forgive himself and truly move on to a life in Christ
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DeleteA nice piece but I still think the parents also contributed to his mistake... So lesson for all parents here is to always engage there children in different conversation to actually know what they are going through.... Thanks Deborah
ReplyDeletenice one.... lovely😘😘😘😘😘
ReplyDeletePerfect. Keep the pace running.. All the way up
ReplyDeleteSuch tragedy.. Nice piece
ReplyDeleteNice piece it was touching I think the boy was exposed at a tender Age
ReplyDeleteObviously You did really cool
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This is awesome dear...for real.
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This is awesome dear...for real.
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This is really nice. Well done
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ReplyDeleteNice one dear.keep the vision going
ReplyDeleteThis beautiful keep it up
ReplyDeleteWhat an educating poet, now I know the real meaning of the word called FRIEND! Thanks Deborah
ReplyDeleteVery wonderful write up darling....more grease to your elbow
ReplyDeleteWow!!...first of all I'll like to say the write up Was dreadfully good...ma observation is that when a child lacks proper home training, it's leads to so many negative things... Just like the writer said, that the boy was involved in cultisim, and smoking which was unethical,so for one to be involved in such act...,I think its not something to write home about...endly he turned a new leaf which sounds great, I pray that God forgive and guide him, ameen.. Besides we are all human, no one is beyond perfection...,once again, I wanna say
ReplyDeletenice work Deborah..more of it.
This is a true life story, infact, it's just like a pandemic the way the society is going with neglegence in upbringing of the teenagers and young adults. I'm a life witness to what she is sharing here as a poem. Thanks for inspiring with this piece, keep it up
ReplyDeleteThis was needed. Thanks. Grow (in)(g) goodness and creativity. Blessings.
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