Chassing Shadows Poem by Kelly Iyogun

Like many he was born with a silver spoon,
eating with it from the belly of a wealthy tycoon.
He had all he wanted,
his life divinely painted.
From his birth he was destined for Greatness,
and from the ends of the earth men shall come in harness with him.
He knew what he must do,
but like a prodigal son he withdrew.
Slowly and slowly he drifted,
till he was far from where his riches were planted.
He had a talent,
but in its use it was silent.
Goals and target he sets to achieve,
but in its fruitlessness he grieves.
Yet he wonders why things ain't working right,
so bitter about it, he cries for his plight.
Reminiscing the joy of his childhood,
the dreams and aspirations he nurtured as a child, for he remembered they where good.
How foolish he was to grow pass those creative imaginations,
thinking that life was in money and binary operations.
As suicide thought cloud his mind,
his past and future completely entwined,
he knew what he must do,
to stop; trace his footsteps and return back to what he once knew.
For lessons he had learn, knowing life was too precious to be CHASING SHADOWS.