The Poetic Word

This is a Letter to the Streets

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BY GLORIA OKOYE

This is a letter to the streets

To the ones that put in the work

To boast among their peers

To the ones

That grew up thinking

That they are unstoppable,

To the ones that walk in no fear

This is a letter to the streets,

It is understood

When a mind is made up

Nothing can deter.

 

Going back and forth

Would only waste time

But please for the sake of hearts,

Please take a minute of stepping down

Just for the ears to hear.

 

 

Sweet child

For you came from a womb,

Knitted by creation or science

Whichever you believe.

Know what are the end results

Of the path you choose,

Will directly or indirectly

Impact generations,

Not only yours

But also among your foes and peers.

 

Karma waltz with the rulers of the netherworld

And governors of torture,

Karma gets intimate with unseen sirens

Of justice,

It cheerfully feasts with the family of fate

And intertwines with the threads of Mysterious disaster!

 

Dear child,

Even if you were spared the earthly judgment

It’ll get to your loved ones.

Even if you are not here to witness,

Your name shall be cursed

From even after you hit

Rock bottom.

The foul aftermath will seep

Into your family tree

Because,

Price shall be paid in full,

In this realm

There will be always

Generational compensation.

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