Not The Way You Think Poem by Richard Ikolo

At times, it goes very stinky and sour
At Other times, it blooms like a flower
In sweet seasons, unending smooth smiles
In antagonistic atmosphere, unending sighs

What has gone wrong again?
Who saves me from this pain?
Why this recurring decimal?
How long shall I remain dismal?

For better or for worse, my vow
I cannot help it, but to bow
In sun or rain, I'll bear
Forever I'll give my care

It's a continuous learning process
For you to achieve a huge success
Your self-will status must be buried
A lifetime lesson for the married!