table with sketchbooks in modern workshop

MY NEW VERSION.

A dream which I had longed was never being alone,

I had no one to call my own,

Smile to me was rare than frown,

A queen bearing pain and rejection as a crown,

The laughing stalk, so was given a nickname” clown.”

All these happened immediately I got a smart phone.

I was trying to be among some group so that I may fit in,

Trying clothing’s which were fitting and a daily facial routine,

Careful not to upload a video without consulting my fellow teen,

Avoiding being fat so I don’t take food at school but only snacks from the canteen,

How I looked mattered to me and was my source of defense,

Honestly, I was more scared of committing any offence.

Many hidden pains causing ulcers in my belly,

Friends don’t know why I look pale suddenly,

Eyes popping out of its socket,

Not only for the money scarce in my pocket

But also had zero experience concerning the love of a parent,

I’m a wandering soul in the forest.

I was scared of being without any social media platforms,

Always venturing into the latest digital transformation forms,

The trending celebrities and clothes in town whom I have developed interest,

Trending anything and everything that I can copy and paste,

I could not admit that I have finally become an addict,

Who was just Buying a little more time in their closet.

I needed something like my own company or brand,

To avoid following others yet my life was stagnant,

Writing down who I was, was what I did for a start,

Working on my talents and skills is what I will never regret,

My potential I decided I will ensure I maximize,

Myself and my mental health is what I did prioritize,

Through my talents, skills and abilities that will make me have a busy mind.

Leaving behind nights of terror and fear

I rose,

With this poverty, rejection and shame

I rose,

Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear

I rose,

Having or not having any brand name,

I rose,

Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,

I rose,

I am the dream and the hope of the slave.

So, I had no option but to rise.

I Realized the way to control this technology manipulation,

Is to kill this fear and lack of self- motivation by embracing my passion,

Managed to control my phone by managing all the application,

I did not allow myself to experience any form of dissatisfaction,

Finally, I was able to overcome every form of addiction,

Since I was greater than this gadget and much more that will be brought by digitalization.

Greatness, creativity and success is my portion and source of Navigation.

Walking Shadow Poetry Kenya


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