My life isn’t a movie, I’m not trying to create a scene But it feels like a paradox, A twisted and ironic dream
I’m the protagonist of my story Yet I’m the antagonist too The hero with a tragic flaw That always seems to come through
My symbolisms are scattered Like broken pieces of glass Reflecting back all the moments That didn’t come to pass
And my metaphors are endless Like the stars up in the sky Each one a different story Of how I live and how I die
But in the end, it’s all just words Written on a page My life isn’t a movie, no It’s more like a passing stage
A stage where I am both actor And audience, at once Where every scene is a paradox And every moment is a chance
A chance to rewrite my story And create a better end For my life isn’t a movie It’s a tale that I can bend.
Bill Chima Nwabuko is a Liberian writer, who writes both prose and poetry. His father is a Nigerian and mother is a Sierra Leonean but he considers himself a Liberian for he believes that Liberia has played a key role in shaping his life as a person and thus he owes his life and allegiance to her. His writings are mostly emotional, ranging from pain, delight, dilemma and so forth.