Jesse Ojuka

He carved it in his mind like a diligent scribe
“I’m obliged to change my family’s lives”
Already picturesque
He wondered what colours they would wear to the red carpet.
A soft grin tacitly waves he always knew he was going to win 
Desperate questions beg for the secret
“There is none, If I had one, I’d let you keep it”
He ran the marathon with a megaphone in hand 
“Be brave, persist, be driven, be yourself, follow your beating chest” 
Guess no one listens until they award him with gold trophies 
and all the rest