Stem.

Art : Wire.

By Sakuan.

The typical way of showing love, I will show you love when you come next to me, please be humble they said, please allow me to step up and become the man I want to be. Blah blah blah! Respect me please, I have no way of telling you what to do because I personally don’t know what to do, do you understand my pain? Does anybody understand my pain? Do you know who I am? Does anybody understand who I am? The warmth is all I want, I am cold, not cold-blooded, but I can be, I become more and more important as time goes by, more people started looking at me for who I was, I started looking at me for who I was. I stem from whatever I stem from, I clear my name and no one cares, I shout my name and no one cares, how does this work? How do people become who they are, is it by force? Is it through sheer luck? Is it will? Is it a coincidence? Is it planned? Is it hard work? Maybe it is all of this, but there is just one problem, every single reason I just gave is subjective, ain’t that something? The world is a canvas and you put down whatever fits your narrative, and why not? You only have a limited period in it, you might dream for kids and get them just for them to end up being criminals, you might dream for kids and get them just for them to end up being respectable people in the society, you never know, you just never know what life has in store for you. One day no one knows you and the next you went viral on the internet for something stupid and a week later millions are pouring into your bank account, or one day you have it all and the next your bank gets wiped out by a scam artist and there is no way to get it back, you just never know and that is why I need to keep on going because just like you never know, I NEVER KNOW where the STEM will be…

By Nu Nazareth.