By Sunday Afolayan
When today our pains turn gains
And our nonentity turns celebrity
We forget the humble part of our past
When we ride in Lexus, in Limo or Jaguar
We soon forget, in the past, we're trecking
We brag of success, we flaunt our riches
On others, we look down, because of our height
We talk with pride, we shun the lowly
We act like gods because of achievement
We dispise the poor because of wealth
We mindless the forest as we get to the fortress
The prison of our past, our palace has swallowed
We're blinded by fame as we swim in splendour
To own, we wish, the treasures of the earth
We frown and wink with the heart of stone
And soon we forget the warning of our fathers
That pride is a poison that precedes a fall
For he that'll prosper or live in peace
His pride he must burry and shun his ego
Unless we're humble, we'll stumble for sure.
Afolayan is a Nigerian writer. His works are protected by copyright laws. Unauthorised usage is prohibited.
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