~~_*THE ROAD OF LIFE*_~~
When the floor was my best friend
and my parents were my only playmates
I thought the only way to get what I want is to cry
When my toys became my best friends
And my parents my talking mates
I thought the only way to get what I want is to throw a tantrum
Later on,strangers became my best friends
My neighbours were my playmates.
And my parents were my roommate’s.
At that time I thought the only way to get what I want is to demand for it.
But now,my certificate is my best friend
My parents are my neighbours
And the only way to get what I is to plead
But I know that later on my occupation shall be my best friend
My parents will be my landlords
And money will be my talking mate.
And then, the only way to get what I want will be to make my body produce water that tastes like salt solution.
Bediako Rufina Korankyewaa
(Anglican SHS, Kumasi)