It’s in you
A seed you have to grow
It’s called talents
Gift you are supposed to invest

Wonder why a child arranges broken glasses
And it forms a small sparkling galaxy
Why would a 6 year old pretend to be sick?
Only to ask, “What is tetracycline”?
Why else would a boy use his shoe lases
To replace his broken guitar string

Our talent makes us weird indeed
Because of it, we do stupid things
But that’s what makes us unique
So don’t tell me you don’t have a talent
As long as you are not dead yet
Please cultivate it and let it grow
It’s in you and you know it!

by
Emenike Mercy