Sometimes I wish this reality was a dream, then I would force myself awake
Awake from this cruel reality, a reality so cruel it can damage humanity, all of it!
If reality was a dream, I would awake from beholding the fatal fate of the destitute in every corner of our streets and highways, who live as though forgotten by divinity.
Yes, if reality was a dream, I would rather not experience the dead systems of government inherent in many third world nations where Mr. Green and White reigns as king most High maintaining constant instability till infinity.
Sometimes I wish the ‘giant’ of all the Frikas was a little above the ground level boasting in socio-economic cum educational stability, But NO.
Sometimes, I wish that the blood pouring like acid rain in every sphere of the globe was a nightmare I could awaken from. For this bitter reality floods our streets with dirges sung and unsung.
Sometimes, I wish that the kids sent to school in search of a better morrow were not found beneath the rubble gasping for breath and finally returning to their maker without bidding farewell to the ones who bore them.
Sometimes, I wish that the enemies of humanity who value the four legged creatures over the images of the divine being were but a myth, old and forgotten.
Sometimes, I wish that the many worshippers of the Almighty would love mankind as much as they claim to love the one above. I wish they would not be so logophobic in proclaiming the truth when on the pulpit putting aside all forms of eye-service and fear.
Alas this reality is so devastating it drains every blood in me until I have no life left, save the one encased in my pen, it forces out the feebleness in my bone like a wounded warrior
But as one skilled in faith, I refuse this realty to determine my fate
For although life isn’t a dream, I still see the light. For this disastrous reality will begin to dim-
Like a vapour in the wind, it will pass away like a flower quickly fading
And the ocean will again begin to flow freely, So free, even Eko atlantic will not be a barrier.
About The Author– Onyinlo Theresa is one of those beautiful hearts passionate about life and all the positivities that make it worth living. Her love for poetry and other genres of literature lured her into the art of writing.
Looking through the tunnel of time past, the love for the art made her best graduating student in literature during her secondary school days. She also won a gold trophy after performing exceedingly well at a debate competition organised by Lions club, Lekki.
”If life was a dream” is her first official poem although she started writing at a very young age. Aside poetry, she enjoys cooking and public speaking.
Theresa is currently a graduate of Mass Communication, University of Benin, Nigeria.
We look forward to seeing more of Theresa’s poems and literary works in general ❤❤