Come down that hill Izuchukwu
See the valleys betray the mirage of life’s affairs,
Down that fabled horizon of yin and yang.
Lead the chase in youthful dare,
Down and down, in truth so clear.
Be naïve in zeal; lo, life is black and white.
Come down that hill Izuchukwu
Unravel the mirage of life’s affairs.
With the boisterous contempt
Of a fleeting ambition, again and again
Find that parcel upon life’s fields intent
Upon fitting morals in righteous disdain.
If all be laid to ashes scattered abroad
Upon the fine sands of time,
Shall the sooth at thy moral goad,
Flee from amongst the ashes as the prime
Dawn upon sunrise’s command?
Izuchukwu, find the yin and yang upon these sands.
Down this valley, faith is lost
Upon ambitions cold as the frost.
Ideals fade in the sunset,
Your yin, your yang, is thus beset.
Come down that hill Izuchukwu
Here lies the awakening of life’s affairs.
Emeka doesn’t like to talk about himself in the third-person, he thinks it’s weird and uncomfortable. So Emeka will stop now… but before then, you should know Emeka is a disciple of Jesus. I find solace in the recluse of sagely contemplations; to make meaning of knowledge. Is youth wasted on the young? Or wisdom on the old? A mystery…
