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Life is a gift,
A journey I began,
Without my consent,
Without my knowledge,
I wasn't given the opportunity to choose my family,
I never decided which country to be born,

Life is teacher,
Love by many,
Understood by few,
Experience they say, is the best teacher,


Life is like a story book,
Each day of this journey of life,
Is a new page were we tell our story of life,
Making me the author of my life,
I go through life telling my story,
From page to page,
Chapter to chapter,

Life is meant to be lived,
Life is meant to be loved,
Life is meant to be awesome,
Life is meant to teach us,
Life is a gift to be enjoyed,
Life is a beauty to behold,

Life is what we make out of it,
Life is how I created it for myself,
Life is how I understood it and lived it,
Life is how I make it,
Life is how I designed it for me,

Let's live our life to the fullest,
Let's look at life with courage,
Even when it shoved at us, pain, suffering, discouragement,
Let's us not give up on life,
Life is understood backward but lived forward!

By Phillip Ejiro Tialob
Ejiro Jan 6
I was born from a womb of poison
my family was full of this type of chemical
so to be fair I never asked to be part of this
tree filled with apples infested with worms
where one’s own leaves will start to become tarnished and then break away from our tree all the way to the ground
where only the bugs will look upon the smooshed apple
as fine treasure to ravish
each member of a relative used to be spoon fed doses of toxicity down their throats
until they are old enough to use the same spoon fed tactic onto the next generation
if you where to see our ancestral history with a magnify glass
you would find anything out of the ordinary
until you decided to squint your eyes
and see the thin cracks on all of our faces in all of our portraits
even if you were to just poke your finger on the steel frame
you’ll end up getting a cut that won’t stop bleeding
Ejiro was the name given to me from the tone of the unrighteousness
and no it is not some weird typo error
I was given this title since it is defined as the symbol of mercy when given praise for the truth of the world
it is carved across my back with great pride
but I wonder how long my back can ignore the scars
that ache me so often when I sleep
since the ink quill used to write my back was filled with the divine poison with the hands of the unfortunate
Love is a mystery,
God is love,
A gift to humanity,
God himself loved first,
Christ was a symbol of that love,
Am amazing love,
Beyond words can ever explain,

Our world thirst for love,
We hunger more for it in our daily life,
We preach love,
We profess it,
We confess it,

Is our love selfless?
Is it self seeking,
Is it sacrificial?

Love is kind,
Love is patient,
Love keeps no record of wrongs,
Love forgives,
Love builds,
Love seeks the interest of others,

By Philip Ejiro Tialobi

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