The Gold Which Didn'T Glitter
THE GOLD WHICH DIDN'T GLITTER
I remember when I was nine(9) years old
As young as I was, I was told
That,not all that glitters is gold
I always walked chest out and bold
But I saw a gold which didn't glitter
I stood for a while and begun to wonder
Asking lot of questions, demanding an answer
Passing by, I saw a stranger
She decided to give me a helping brain
I was afraid to give the gold to her
I gave it out holding my fists in pain
I was obsessed with fear
Then she laughed in a ridiculous way
She continued to say
'This is not a gold but a stone'
Out of anger,I said 'My eyes are my own'
She left while laughing
I stood there wondering
In no time,I saw a dude
He was walking nude
I clothed him and gave him food
I hid the gold from him
But he saw it in his dream
He took it from the pit
He asked why I doubted it
He then showed it to the sun
Its brightness, I couldn't stand
It penetrated my eyes
On ground, I saw remains of Ice
At a moment I was wowed
How was the Ice thawed?
He said 'This is the real gold of nature'
Until you know it, it will never glitter
On the blade of its tongue, It tastes bitter
On the flesh, It is the sweetest
When the knowledge about is a smarter,
You devalue it for the rest
The cover doesn't matter
Its whole is the brightest and best.
REAL PEOPLE IN LIFE...
Copyright © Chrisdad Kojo Arthur | Year Posted 2014
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