Somuadina
What is in a name?
That is the question we ask
Not chosen because of its fame
For ahead lies a task.
They said together we can go far
Holding each others hands
But can I ask you a question sir?
What if no one takes my hand.
For if I am not meant to be alone
But to carry everyone along
Why does the world feel like a stone?
A place I don't feel among.
Because I have seen enough of this world
Just like it's sitting across me at dinner
But despite these woes
My son, your name would be SOMUADINA.
© Chukwumerije Somadina
Copyright © Somadina Chukwumerije | Year Posted 2017
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