What The World Told Poem by Adeosun Olamide

They say bury memories' the good and the bad'
For pleasant and unpleasant memories offer agony
But memories to self tend and keep alive

They say disembrace solitude' intercoursing good and evil'
For those without companions are deemed cursed and hideous
But loneliness to self birth freedom

They say also embrace silence' if words shall hurt another'
For to utter falsehood is cruel, yet truth without subtlety is turpitude
But to self clinging silence when truth is craved is discarding candor

And also heard, labor with all your might and be submissive to influence
For otherwise is disobeying the good book, seeking nemesis
But what done with heart is well done than done with might' this Pa Kito untaught, this seen'

And hide your bruise and slay your hunger they say
For the world may disown if bruise is bare, and put ‘pon stigma and end not, then exploit thee
But what has motivated this true madness? For truly blood disowns self in times of unwell

And on it goes much true madness
For say kneel than revolt, give than take, look than act
To say mask frowns with beam
And hug radiance when marred of darkness
Then live life to impress others
Then conceal skill for rejection is shame,
To claim quiet less be taken a fool
To dream not beyond shores for to desire is mere reverie, to dream is delusion

And yes did, embracing all that beckons, dwelling in conceit;
In deceit all lifeless lives of ours,
Frightened of being true, dwelling in others path, cleaving tail the popular
And yet within voice has, a solemn other true' yet more, buried by what world has told