by Osamuyi Okpame | |
Published on: Aug 25, 2007 | |
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Type: Poetry | |
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The struggle for life And the race against time From the tiny living cells To the mightiest of creatures Life has always been but a struggle Struggle! Struggles!! and more struggles!!! Life is always a hot race And a deal against time In the smallest of cells Our struggle for life begins Nature teaches us first, But to struggle On your marks, set, go! Now the race begins The journey through the oviduct What a great struggle for life that is On its’ way up to the ovum In about three hundred million runners But a winner must emerge The first to get in Becomes the winner While the others are shielded off With the millions of cells To be forgotten forever The winner remains therein Develops into a zygote From the zygote comes the foetus Ready to be born into a new world Holla! Holla! The child is born The shouts of joy and merriment Rent the air You have just being welcomed What’s your name? Everybody can’t wait to see you Everybody can’t wait to touch you And everybody can’t wait to feel you in their arms Because they know you are a wonderful ‘being’ And the winner of the race Your coming into the world Could not have been by accident But by destiny. (Always remember; You were born a winner because many others who ran the same race with you while you were still tiny cells, did not make it to the finish line as you did). « return. |