what is life? “I’ve always wondered! “what entity, object, figure represented life” ?
“was there any being called Life? or was it just the breath we take in all day”? if it wasn’t the breath, how come people die when they stopped breathing” ? “if it wasn’t a being that it would leave or enter humans, how come there’s air and people still die when most of them Dont have asthma or breathing complications?
Breath! so I was taught by my parents and it was what most people held!
inquisitive as I was, always imagining the impossible and trying to fathom the impossible .
On this evening, I sat tired of working and being sent here and there by my mom who was making supper..
I gazed at the evening beauty of the heavens, wondering after the lighting system: the stars which decorated the fairly grey blue backdrop of the heavens! – the skies!! how about the large full moon? spreading its shines upon the whole place! everywhere you went you see this light as if it was waiting for you there!
I was drowned in thoughts imagining again.. when I pictured the moon as my spotlight;
it kindled the mood.. so I was gone!
I thought of death and what I was told about
Nigerians not retiring or getting rest, that even in the grave they still worked as ancestors collecting kola nuts and schnapps..
“you need see me as I just enter the grave hall covered all over in Nzu and they sang a welcome song for me with Michael Jackson’s beat and lines of.. “They don’t really care about us”!
I enjoyed the song with my selected pop steps esp when I remembered my parent’s acts, how they treated me!
it made me deeper into the mood too!
everyone too was covered in Nzu; it was on the day of their international conference; so they welcomed me and calmed down.. they told me how honored they were to have me attend while I blushed! they gave me meal and I partook! “wow! life couldn’t be more than this!
it was dance time! they had rounds of gunshots while dance went on! it was a blessed sight!
Thank God I’m finally here though all covered in Nzu and chalk dust, it was the land of the dead, a place of no return!! “yes!
“yes I knew I won’t see my parents and siblings anymore but it was better!
it were better where you are treated as someone than where you are no one,. what do you reckon?