When does life begin?
A day old from Mama's matrix?
At the start of adolescence?
On the strike of adult o'clock?
At the rise of the golden sun?
No one is capable of finding answers to these.
Surely, none can delve in its mystery.
Life, they say, begins at birth.
Others dispute that it starts at dawn.
Some claim it surfaces after tackles and tussles.
In all, the question bugs me deep down.
When does life actually begin?
My life began at a score and two.
Like a bird caged so long, I broke free.
Like a fountain, there are potentials yet untapped.
Like a plane, there are dreams yet to achieve.
Like a horse, there are destinations yet to reach.
Sublation brought out the best in me.
Solitude has been an amazing coach.
Yea, my life doth begin now.
Life fleets fast on a straight track.
In a short while, it is gone like a smoke puff.
It is a phrase worth dwelling on.
A fact the world needs to remember.
It doesn't matter when life began,
It does matter where it is heading,
And how one intends to utilize each day as it passes.
–––Tonia John.
