THOUGHT I KNEW IT ALL

I thought I knew it all

I thought my head was large enough

To embrace

To regurgitate the mysteries of the plain

I thought my head was large enough

To pride myself to have arrived.

Alas!

The mystic mysteries of the plain have

Visited a giddy contraption to my head.

My knees have submitted to imbalance

My gait has saunted akinbo

My pride has evaporated

I am like the tall okro plant that acquies

To the hunger of the farmer.

My proud head is bent

Broken

Subsumed

My neck is stretched like the ostrich

I am cladless

With tears cascading to my head instead. 

I thought I knew it all. 

© Atonyesia Dimieari-Peterside

11th February, 2021