Multitudes of people who walk around the streets are full of lifeless hopes of tomorrow. Many people live on earth as if they don't worth being alive. Many who opens up their mouths in giggles are with heart soaked with tears, just for loss of identity. What a world we live in!
The rich also cry for identity. If the rich also cry what on Earth is the hope of the poor, by the way, is there anyone born to be poor? Oh Fate! Is anyone's fate poverty? Majority of the inhabitants of the planet earth are unable to live to Worth and then we call ourselves what we see ourselves live by. What a world we live in!
Even in our lifeless hopes, we wait as the sun rises and goes down day by day for a better day. We say each and every day that passes by, better days ahead. But here we are, where is the better day? We look just the same! The way we see ourselves yesterday is the same as we see it today. We live in a world that seems like the junction where the three fools waits for Godot. What a world we live in!
The rich full of insecurity raise up their hands every day to nock down the heads of the poor. They see no good in the running of a rat, after all it's meat can not satisfy the whole house. What if we kill twenty of them, everyone can have meat on their meals in the even. Men! What a world we live in!
Hope alive we say, but on the inside of us, we say we are tired of living...we keep the clock running and lay down doing nothing. The rich fold up their arms, same as the poor. We queue in front of a mirror, we want to know how we look, all we seek is to know what and who we are. We want to know how we look like. What a world we live in!
We queue till the day is gone, all we seek is Identity. The poor who is dressed in rags takes what he sees to be him. The rich who is nicely dressed takes what he sees to be him, the stinky rich sees himself in the mirror of this world as he appears . They name and identify themselves with their raiment. What a world we live in!
In search of Fame and identity we do all we find our hands doing. Forgetting the strong man invisible in the mirror of the world. Can this mirror of the world define man? No. Because, it can only see what is outside of man, not the real man in him. This world has no better definition of human.
The worst part, We take another man's wear and wear it before this mirror, we look like another man who does not know what he looks like and all that see us in the raiment of another man does not really know who we are...we confuse ourselves.
We ultimately forget that, all that man sees on us is not who we are, what we do is not who we are, what we eat, our pasts success or mistakes, our condition is not really who we are, but there is a definition of us beyond what the mirror of this world can view. There is a definition beyond the lifeless hopes we keep. There is a definition of you! There is a definition of me!
Your Creator had defined you from the point of creation. He called you man! A king, the one that has Dominion, the Lord of the world... The rich one! What a great identity...!
Hmm, great piece. May God grant you more grace in Jesus Name.
ReplyDeleteAmen!
Delete