Save The World

Save The World

By Frank Bolaji Irawo

I tried to save the world

To stroke my soul

To make it feel better

Sixth sense of when needed

No need to be asked

A vain attempt to fill the hole

Created by my hunger to be told

That I’m OK after all

The more I give

The more I need

Resentment builds when I’m not fulfilled

When all I have done is not acknowledged

Covert contracts not honoured

Vicious circle spiraling out of control

No end in sight

Will this abyss of need ever be filled?

Made whole, took hold

I am enough, so born

Just whole-hearted contributions

Every thanks a bonus

Giving from the heart that is whole

Needing no stroking

In a world that is safe