If only; if only kids know the roughs in adulthood
They will pray and cry to be forever young
If only; if only they know fingers are not equal
They won’t ask father why they live in a hut

If only; if only the impatient can learn from the moon
He will know: that it took it a day to plan before it glows
If only; if only the envious could look at the sky
He will learn the splendor in the oneness of the stars

If only; if only we sleep each night like we won’t wake
And we embark on our journey hoping it is the last
If only; if only we leave our homes like we won’t return
We would have been fair to that neighbour we hate

If only; if only we know the beauty in words
It should have saved the world from many wars
If only; if only we know that words pierce like a spear
That injured soul we would have spared

If only; if only we cherish the gorgeousness in humanity
The poor and orphan would be given a chance
If only; if only we treat nature with sanctity
We would have paused to hear the message of the singing bird

If only; if only you know the thought that prompted this
Perhaps you could pause to interact with the breeze
If only; if only we know many shall lie still tomorrow
We would know the night may be our last…


Hidentity is an African.