Self; Under The Sun Poem by Adedolapo Olisa

It is not about me
Just as i am so are others
true i am blessed but so are every others
whatever can give me reasons to be proud is only a privilege

Many exist that long for the privilege i don't even value
it is not because I have chosen rightly
because i actually have chosen blindly
I have chosen hoping and indeed believing

Many that had eyes and became blind
chose just like i did sometimes even better
but life has not given us the same
truly it is that God has allowed different results for varied choices

i have no reason to be proud of myself
my best is only like a filthy rag before my master
I can joy in my saviour and say I love you
this helps see the truth in the love he has bestowed

Self is only a state that truly is for the fool
Self never last long, it might give a quick leap
but it never keeps the flight at peak

It might be long before the personal truth about self unfolds
it might even be never
but as simple as it sounds, I am just another person
i am not SPECIAL nor DIVINE
I am not SMARTER nor DUMBER
I am me and you are you
Whatever i think that gives me confidence to think harder and feel better about myself
Is not new because it is under the sun.