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LIFE IS SLENDER


What advantage have you possessed
making you so condescending -
a pretty partner or a stunning spouse?
a thriving matrimony or adorable kids?
a state-of-the-art vehicle or a regal estate?
an immaculate scholastic record or a sterling career?


What triumphs of yours hasn't history exactly mentioned?
Before you, there were movers and shakers
Before now, there were stunners and runners
After you, there’ll be millions more.

Your fame’s just rising
Someone else's is now roosting
Your name’s just glowing
Someone's elsewhere is now dimming
Your flame’s just flaring up here
Another's is tapering off there

Fine feathers make fine birds –
Life's lucks aren't locked exclusively in your locket

The many beneath you might be better if they’d similar luck
The many behind you aren't relenting in their longing to outstrip you
The many before you are now breaking or braking into oblivion

Calm
down
with whatever advantages you now possess

Slam
down
the ego pushing you to become so obsessed

Remember Armando Diego?
Maradona, the football god... he finally left some moons ago

Grass can consume grace –
grace can zoom into grass

(c) adebesin.ibraheem

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