The Distraction | Emmanuel Chimezie (WAEC)

THE DISTRACTION

Worthless things turn worthwhile,

worthwhile things turn futile. Sound minds waste in the custody of social network

I'm a victim because most times I lurk.

Procrastination battles imaginations

It conquers and sends it to relegation

When in the realm, the mind gets lost

especially when ruminating on matters of lust.

A breathing being sits, stands like a monument

Head shakes not, eyes blink not, no part of the body moves,

except the ten long fleshy sticks

that punch at random on the screen keyboard of a mobile phone

Accompanied by a smile when the reply comes.

Minutes, hours and half a day

are spent while on social network we stay,

achieving no important feat

even rubbed of the appetite to eat.

Lost in the company of its pleasures,

Laziness and lousiness come without measure.

It's engaged like sleep,

so difficult to wake up when it's deep

being so unconscious of the immediate environment

only to wake up to the reality of being in a captivating captivity.

The Holy book, an embodiment

of truth, wisdom and Godly elements,

stays at home while the mobile phone goes to church,

yet, the owner goes home without a touch.

It lays waste, crying from afar

where it's resting on a bar,

Virtually, everyone is being distracted

by this distraction that can birth. disruption

Let there be retraction

instead of the distraction.

- Emmanuel Chimezie (WAEC)

Teacher, poet, song writer and a genuine lover of God and humanity.

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