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Sonnet: Lessons from my parents

My parents have no fancy cars but greater mass
Through them I learnt to lower hands and respect ants.
The grass matters, always render help to others
Having a name is not the same for coins and fame.
Their blood my drink, I built my bricks, from all I sucked
I felt the rod, I cried and nod, away from mud…
In their actions, I picked passion which to function.

You do not burn your home or turn away from dawn
Simply because, you have a course, to break a curse.
To mould a clay, you have today, so they will say;
Never you bail, hammer thus fail, running from nails,
Make no excuse, do not refuse to be of use
Is not by wants but dues and sweats you pay for worth
Do not show strength when humble horns can induce choice.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

10 Comments

  1. Profound! Every line of this poem speaks volume. 👌

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Very well written! :)

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Shirobanryu says:

    Hi.
    Hope Alls Well Vinz. There
    in Our World. Legends Tell
    👍
    this is no Tall Tale. Told
    powerfully, respectfully. Emotion
    fully too. To this i, Shiro say.
    Thanks for the Share. So
    Writ. So Well. So Enjoyed Much
    in Deed. Indeed

    Stay Safe. Take Care.
    Till Next… Shiro 😎

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Neemat says:

    A whole novel sucked into a sonnet, beautiful piece

    Liked by 1 person

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