What if their opinion doesn't count,
Heaven won't fall if you decide to please no one,
Not minding whose ox is gored,
Putting your own happiness first.
What if you're only accountable to your creator,
Taking control of your own life,
Living without jumping on trends,
Chasing life crudely and not shadows.
What if you only grabble with reality,
Refusing to live in the dream island,
Not minding if anyone is impressed or not,
Setting the pace for yourself.
Your life is yours to live,
You owe no one nothing,
Humans will forever be hypocritical,
Don't base your existence on their stipulations.
Enjoy your stay while it last,
Always be compassionate towards humanity,
Be a prisoner of your conscience,
Playing to the gallery doesn't guarantee success.
✍🏾 Sultan Babatunde LAWAL
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