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But for my mother
I would have been a tailor
That was the final decision
The man of the house has spoken
But my mother defied the order
An order she needed not only emotional strength
But huge financial commitment to sustain
I look on helplessly with the thug of war
Between husband and wife
A faint-hearted man washed in pessimism
Versus a loiness-hearted woman of unseen hopes
It was a melodrama of a family at loggerheads
A sweet sorrow take of once upon a crossroad
A near battle of supremacy of who dictates the tune
For an innocent son of prideful determination to excel
A family which status quo was redefined by mishap
Time flies
Soaring my dreams beyond visibility
My hope dwindles
My opportunity keeps drifting further apart
My brain produces zilch then
I thought pessimism had overcome my omega hope
Yet I appease myself with adage of having nots
"Where there is life there is hope"
My dream of going to school was reborn
Vim "yaa zo"
But with heavy uneasy heart
I breathe in happiness with pain
Breathe out sadness with joy
To God for giving me such a solid rock
To lean on
God bless "Mama Akpene"
My mother is I
I am my mother