“What If…?”

What if I was never born

Or the world tore apart the very day I was born

And the sun and the moon, and the stars were expelled from their fun?

What if I had never been seen

From the very day my “I” had “been”?

Maybe then the scars would fade in the sun

And many tears would smile at the moon

Just to have a glance of an unfading, presumptive beauty therein

Maybe I would then be the unknown that wishes itself a breathe coupon…

What if life was so reachable and tangible

That man by himself would make life ample?

What if it was so malleable and formidable?

What if darkness was not and light was always available?

What if toiling were only a scent within stories – something only thinkable?

Maybe then we would embrace wonder because we are able

And life’s price would be less price – cheap and imaginable

Maybe then even the tiny bits in it would mean nothing desirable

And life itself would soar in disarray, with nothing being infallible

And it would always wander and seek, meekly in an amble

Wanting wantonly and clumsily to peel at every stable…

What if there was not anxiety

And the soul had mercy upon the body

And the body rejoiced at the brailing of the soul - happily?

What if the mind was never provoked to behave scantily

Or the stomach to desire avariciously?

What if hands lazied not but worked gladly

Or the feet feebled not but stepped steadily?

O what a joy it would be to walk and do, to live without folly!

O what a world it would be, one without burdens overlying us heavily!

What if there existed no knowledge

Or wisdom or discernment, or the ability to judge?

What if there was no love, nor hope, nor faith

Or the desire of the above to gain growth?

What if there was neither treason, nor blackmail nor wrath

Nor mercy, nor grace, nor oath?

What if all our questions were answerable

And understanding was a thing even of the simple?

What if there was no winning nor losing, nor success, nor failure?

What if there were no ups and downs, nor longs, nor shorts?

What if there was neither wrong nor right

Nor peace, nor war, nor “yes”, nor “no”?

What if…?

Such a world… may never exist… but only in the mind…

Such a world… can never exist… but only in the heart…

It clings on the strengths of “hope”… and on the threads of wistfulness…

So stop wishing… and complaining… or ranting… and fighting…

Stop wanting… to change things you can’t… and desiring… and tearing worlds

Worlds you can’t change… things you can’t control…

Stop fighting airs… and swearing swears… and pounding yourself into tears…

Because, because it is… a person like you… blessed like you…in the place where you are…

Who needs to be thankful for you… and not for the other “you” you can’t see…

And the “you” can’t be…that “you” which will never be you…

So stop being the imagined “you”… and start becoming the you-you…

Stop dwelling in “your” world… and come back and start living in our world…

Because, because…it is you… and only you… that needs to start appreciating you…

Loving you… being mindful of you… because, because… you deserve a better… you…

So, what if, you became you and stopped being “you”…?

Bonface Morris