Suicide Is Not An Option Poem by Michael Eziudo

Suicide is not an option
It's a denial of the fact
That there's a way out
When you die yourself is it with what intention
To cause a pain or to win a fight
Suicide is not an option
It is the giving in and acceptance of a fact
That's never true
Suicide is not an option don't you see

Don't you see
That the walls in front of you are mirage
Common camouflage
That blinds you from seeing the possibilities beyond this sea
That makes you assume you're an ant facing the giant
Whereas within you lie weapons of global destruction
Or rivers of living water
One of which is the best to be
Suicide is not an option don't you see

It's that self pity of a weakness
That makes your tears endlessly flow
That drives you hiding in a corner and makes you seem esteemless
It's depression

That pain of feeling alone in the world full of acclaimed lovers
That makes you fail to see that you're supposed to be the leader
Not the lead
The lover that teaches to love not one seeking to be loved
The light that multiplies itself in the tunnel
Not one waiting for that at the end of the tunnel
The one that hunger teaches to feed the crowd from the foods within
Not one that sits and cries "Oh God, why me? "

Oh yes! Suicide is that weakling within
That blurs your sight from seeing
That earlier than normal you're wearing the crown
Than normal because your kingdom was meant to be abnormal
Yea, abnormal is supernatural
Don't you see

Suicide is not an option
But the highest heights of all selfishness and wickedness
One that the judgement will start here before you hit the grave
One that you'll surely be found guilty of
Even you would see
When you're left to wonder with whom, dear Shepherd, you abandoned your sheep
Now they're like flies following the corpse to grave
And many destinies aborted
Because you thought when you died you aborted your destiny alone
You didn't know
That a thousand and one plus more other destinies were planted to grow out ofyours
But you killed them all
Suicide is not an option don't you see

It's a tool that blocks you from using the key on the doorknob
All your life you were walking to the door
And here you are tweaking the key to unlock the door
Just a little more effort
And this tool holds you down
It's your mind, the tool, the enemy
And you let it win
When you're at the edge of the breakthrough
It wasn't an option, don't you see

It wasn't an option for me
Once upon a time
I begged and even cried for things to change
But they didn't until I started commanding
On matters concerning your life
Don't beg
Command
And you'll see that suicide wouldn't have been an option
Don't you see

Suicide is not an option
It wasn't for Oprah Winfrey who was molested and abused
And she was raped and had child whom she lost
Young she was at fourteen
But today she counts huge currencies
And many destinies reach theirs by hers
Wasn't an option for Einstein who couldn't talk at four
And was mocked at by his teachers and mates
But he till date has a name in your home
Wasn't for Obasanjo who fought poverty to climb ladders
Isn't he one of the world's political legends
You want one more person who suicide wasn't option to
It's you
And it still won't be, don't you see
That those who made it are diehards
One of which you are