I really wanted an opportunity to be heard better. But not with this thin voice of mine in any matter. But this life of mine has taught me that to be heard is to speak, to talk, to teach, preach and learn through speech.
I have learnt to accept the distinction of the five fingers. That no matter how hard i tend to cheat nature and make them equal, there will always be loopholes. I learnt to accept the mystery of how grains of corn could digest well in the system of a Bird irrespective of the fact that it has no teeth to chew. To realise the uniqueness in a Cock. How it crows every morning and evening inadvertently to mark the dawn and dusk of the day without a time of its own.
I have learnt to put up with an improvident but hardworking father. Indefatigable but ever pensive mother. To manage and improvise with the little i am left with, to carter tirelessly for myself and those around me, because unlike the Dettol advert; if i dont take care of myself, Nobody will. I learnt that as our faces are different so is our problems. Different folks with different strokes.
I have learnt that i can still be alone in the midst of crowd. I can still thirst for water in the shore of a sea. That i can be called Opulence but live in Indigence. I have learnt to be a poor brother to rich siblings, to play along face skimmingly with affluence, but in due time know that indeed what is good for the goose is not suitable for the gander.
I have learnt to being spit on the face, lick it and swallow the phlegm in the name of decorum. I learnt to pamper burning coal on my palms and not complain or cry even when my hands are burnt to scarlet. To put on smiles when sad and show up equally turn up when rejected.
I have learnt that some prose always tell stale story. Some poems do not rhymes neither are they written in condensed form to narrate an event. Some dramas look bland, even with the right elixir to make an interesting folktale. I learnt that some stories are more like Nigeria hip hop songs, all bunch of nonsense signifying nothing.
I have learnt that there are Angels on earth. That when the wind blows; there are stars that glimmer among the mirage comets. I learnt that you can find succour when you are least expectant of it and can be dealt a demoralising blow when in full flight confidence.
I have learnt to savour the gusto of Ignorance. To find sanity in not knowing, to appreciate the sagacity of my wrong doing. To guard the sense in my common sense and grow from other people's show of ingenuity. I learnt that a word is enough for the foolish, let alone the wise.To value the treasure of my words, and say less than needed.I learnt to find solace in the power of silence.
I learnt to condone irritants as friends and value the frankness of foes. I have learnt not get lost in a mammoth gathering.Not to get daunted by what i see. To be esoteric when i want to confuse and be sophisticated with simplicity when i want to convince. That patience and hard work is a rewarder to the rare beings that possess its traits if you give time time.
I learnt i cannot be there for everyone. Just like umpteenth craps are brought ashore by the waves of the sea, i can only throw a few number back to the limit of my strenghts.
I learnt to make a covenant with my eyes not to look upon a maiden lustfully. To guard the words of my mouth lest i say something foolish. To gradually number my days and apply my heart to wisdom.
Most of all, I learnt to trust in God. To be thankful for what He has done and still to do. To have a reason to smile when given limes.To catch the problems of life by the handle and carve a niche for myself.
Life is a tutor, the more you think and observe, the more you learn
