LIFE AND ITS’ TRICKS

Should I say life played a trick on me
Or fate dealt me a very bad blow
Would I have lived a different life
If I had the chance one again
Can I be a different life
At this age of mine
Back in the days when I was young
My innocence served as a shield
There was always that joy
Even when there were hard times
All eight of us including my parents
Would rally round each other
To make things work out for the better
Such was the life we lived
Now I am gradually growing up
And things of old are out of my grasp
I cannot think like I used to
My spontaneous reactions are gone
I must certainly think before I leap
Why must we die one death
For us to grow and live for another
I was told things get better
And one understands more of life
As one grows and matures
But I refuse to grasp the logic
Of what they say
Because things have not gotten better
And I am more confused
Than I was back in those days
Life must therefore
Definitely be playing tricks on me
For if my views of life is different
From other persons
And I most definitely am normal
Their life is up to one of its tricks again.

© Campbell Mariam Oluwatoyin