OUR STORY by Dauda Onawola

GHETTO TEMPO IV: OUR STORY

Our world yet utterly imperfect,
What could have made it so?
Vividly in all respects

We started out low.
Seeking the biggest prospects
With ample strength to blow.
Such virile brawn amd intellect,
Galaxies envy our glow.

Hustle is to save the world,
What a vision so broad;
Far apart yet bound by blood
To any land we get carried by the sentient flood

Our happiness is so differnt;
Our lives - beautiful like hibiscus.
We have no shoes while some cannot walk,
We have no food while some cannot eat,
King without crown exist while some became headless.
This is our story,
The perfect tale of imperfectly perfect survival...
Who is complete?

©Dauda Onawola