I know you have chosen this path
Against the wishes of a true family
and faithful friends
Who wish by now
You will be counting millions,
helping needy family and friends
With their problems – ones that money can solve.
I know you have chosen to turn
your back against those well-paying jobs
that could have turned your life around
in the twinkle of your first salary.
I know you have a thread this lonely path,
enduring shame and ridicule
and abuses and betrayals,
times of hunger and unrelenting thirst
times when those fine fabrics eyed you from afar
but your impotent hands could not beckon
when shapely girls strolled your streets –
those girls your taste and exact spec
but none could your pungent indigence impress.
All your sufferings I do know
and I know your prize is sure
But I fear for you!
I fear you do not fall
for this unrelenting lure,
not from friends and family
or those frequent job alerts
but from the force within
subtly urging you to give up
now that your prize is almost here.
Written by Bukki Bello.