Poet of the Week: Ahmad Abdul-One – The Golden Charmer

Knighted child in golden armor Mattered not should ye be son to a farmer A lawyer, doctor or even a Governor The circle of life never existed in only one harbour Yet this reality can be manipulated by a charmer Knighted child in golden armor Life seemed flexible from every angle in the mirror Once […]

Knighted child in golden armor

Mattered not should ye be son to a farmer

A lawyer, doctor or even a Governor

The circle of life never existed in only one harbour

Yet this reality can be manipulated by a charmer

Knighted child in golden armor

Life seemed flexible from every angle in the mirror

Once away from the shadows of leisure

One would find the storm had never been heavier

Ye had only been sheltered under the family umbrella

A tradition of cosset

Shielded from all obstacles from birth

Ye’s Kindred meant no harm but good

Little did they forget the jungle is made of different woods

Some might be hard, and some soft

Ones Texture dictates the rationale behind his growth

A tradition of cosset

A facade to the feeble minded

A misplacement of value

Such tender a generation where trust weighs more than truth

A rooted foundation that warps our youth

Stories are told

Yet the truth remains to unfold

If the ultimate power is control

Then, a knighted child was only a means to a certain goal

How destructive a force yet attractive like gold

A knighted child in golden armor

Fell victim to the tradition of cosset

In plain sight is the absence of physical harm

While being ignorant to the notion of mental and emotional wants

To survive, the golden child needs to develop his personal charm

Ahmad Abdul-One started writing poetry from a very young age. He is currently the Treasurer at Arewa Youth Agro-Preneurs (AYAP) and a National Youth Service Corp member.