Life rings are always rigmaroles and pricking
Oh how we desire to be identified as the special ones
How we desire to be in classes and statuses
How we long to draw the lines that envelop few
Every single day we long to join the key rings
The rings of; the G8, the poets, the intellects, the leaders,
The business class, the writers, the believers, the atheists and
Many more unending rings which I’m sure ring a bell to all
We are daily entering or leaving these rings
We build rings to feel secure from others
We build them to form classes away from others
We build them to prove some points to others
We build them to set boundaries between us n’ others
We build them to feed our egos on others
But is life all about us?
How about them; the others? The ‘rest’ as we like to call them...
By building rings don’t we leave others out in insecurity?
By building them don’t we outclass others?
By building them don’t we assume others are pointless?
By building them don’t we exclude others?
By building them don’t we crash others self esteem?
We may never stop building these rings
But we should always be watchful on what each brings
We should endeavour to love beyond the rings
Leave beyond the rings and to invite all into
The one and only eternal ring
Where justice and righteousness reign
by Newton J G K 2013.