Man’s true worth
Is sometimes hidden
Beneath life’s fixed antique stone
Of the life lived and yet to be lived
He lives and dies,
With dreams yet to be dreamed.
His mind periodically fathom,
in an imaginative flash.
But his eerie wisdom applies sceptism,
to crush his vision to reason.
Distrust from uncertainty disables him
Fantasy alone decorates his mind.
Since to have a wing is to fantasize.
To flap his wing is the unthinkable.
His dream eventually fades away,
his true worth recedes with it.
Man quits trying when dream dims.
He is only but glad to return,
to his realistic life.
A life too realistic,
for his life’s true worth.
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I'm a food scientist who has chosen the path of creative writing- the one thing which comes to me naturally.
Back in 2013, my love for teaching young learners propelled me into picking teaching as a career. I taught English, Maths and Science in the United Arab Emirates where I lived for ten years. Right now, I live in Coal City, a beautiful hilly area of my country Nigeria.
My website Fiez-writer is a product of my extreme desire to share my writing with the world. Here, I share fiction, poems, thoughts and writing tips.
A huge part of my life is spent with my lovely family and I'm a proud mother to three brilliant kids.