For the past few weeks I have been coaching some friends who had the passion in poetry to pen their first lines and Eric Adotey Babington is one of them. Read his first poem below.
A PIECE OF LIFE
Born and named a Victor
The baby me, knows no victory
Society bathes me with guilt
innocence took of me a vacation
Am now one of them, hungry for a vocation
Sits my mind on a hill
imagining to be me, a Victor
Stealing away my shame, in search of a mentor
Come me a hindrance
making blur the entrance
to my cave of success
Then, remembers objects of worship
Onyankopon,Allah,Okomfo Subri
To whom do I turn to?
Again Society decides, be a Christian
In church or shrine
All I come buying is me, a Victor
To be an advocate of success
So I can to my dream job profess
and shrink my worries and all my stress
So In my tomorrow,I cld sit with a heart relaxed
Then I can make a story out of time elapsed
This is a success in me.
Written By: Adottey Babington Eric
(Am proud of you, you hv grabbed the poetic sword quick and now you fighting, keep penning son)
