I fly but I’m not a bird.
They say hold it together – have hope.
Hope is another thing that flies.
How, on Sunday, I have it.
But on Monday, I lost it.
And they still tell me to adapt.
Could that mean to shape-shift?
A moment I am here
Next, the situation changes before I get there.
The only difference between here and there – T.
Take T away from time, you have I, me.
And that’s all I’ve got: I, me and no hope.
Time too flies – my mum says that a lot.
“How time flies.”
I think she is right.
Because I always try to meet up
But time keeps on flying.
And now I have learned to fly with time.
I have learned to adapt – to shape-shift
To become the event around me – the reality
To immerse myself into the day and stop hoping.
For when I found my hope and shape it into work
I grow more wings, bigger and stronger
And I fly with time
To that moment when all I ever hoped for
Becomes the reality I immerse myself in.
So, I trade hope for work
And become my reality.
A teacher, teen educator and an entrepreneur. Chinedu Chukwuma lives in Port Harcourt, Rivers state, Nigeria with his wife and son. He is the founder and director of WizBrainz Educational consultancy services. Currently, Chinedu combines his teaching job with his writing.