Life Being
The first time I walked, I imagined of all the things
I was going to do in my lifetime.
Whether it be jumping off a plane, finding my true love,
or just making ends meet in ryhme, it had to be the way I dreamt it ,
the way I planned it, the way I wrote it, but life won the stride.
Instead I road a boat and married a Chinese immigrant
who refined my purpose in the country.
I asked for icecream but life gave me cookies.
Both still delicious in their own way,
but life being better when you await for all the plays.
Copyright © Chika Adiele | Year Posted 2011
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