Quarter Half Way Poem by Itohan Stephanie #

Dissed from his mothers womb
Tarry a little, his journey is far
Walked into life like a mountain climber
his soul so old, he could tell the past
he is the one they spoke about
The one they whispered his name
The stranger that refused to leave
he is the one, they don't want to see
Disdained from his mothers breast
his future shining so bright
But greed blindfolded them not to see
And now they think it's blurry
he will see them again in his future
This future will mark their end

My ink too heavy to write this lines
But his mothers blame, is not her own
he came quite on time
he came to repair their tattered tents
Even so, veiled by jealousy, they refuse
They would rather clinge on the tatters
the grip of envy was hot like coal
They would rather melt away
Oh melt away, than forge him a sword
Donny don't, let this boat sink
Perhaps, you make his journey easier

Now the Dusk emptied to silence
Their roofs leaking out and drenched
Greed facilitates their journey to end
Greed has done them wrong
But who is to blame, the greed?
Or the greedy, this ink won't sink.
This ink carry's the secret of this tale
Let it tell it quarter by quarter
Greed is a trap, his truth will last
But the greedy had a choice.
And now their end births his beginning
The beginning of a story yet untold
The beginning of a man who wrestled with himself in the silence of his shadow
And now his morning seemingly good
his afternoon even better
his evening bests his fathers clan.
Even in dotage his gold still glitters.