Kickabout
I sat in my favourite seat sipping my special schnapp
when suddenly there came running past me a group of children chasing a red football as if their life depended on it.
Around the corner I could see housewives gathering around whispering in conniving gatherings
husbands boasting about the incredibility of their financial muscles
Alas, I told myself, I used to chase life with as much vitality
but I have moved onto more important things,
sitting all day, watching the sun rise in the east and set in the west
My eyes light up as I realized, this is the reason they say wisdom
comes with age.
poem by Ejiro Okoro
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