We do not inherit the earth from our ancestors; we borrow it from our children.
My child, am borrowing the resource of the world for my grandchild, your future child, its a risky transaction, but I hope I will be able to pay you back in abundance. Right now am looking into two places, that cause so much pain for me, but am hopeful you wont have to do, I will cover you by the sigh of my eyes as the eyes of my heart have done. The past I dwell too much on it, good memories and regrets of not knowing better in decisions made, it brings so much pain, but not as the future, as its unknown and scary when the past didn’t take shape to feed the future prosperously.
During the course of my youth and adulthood, I lack, what I try to find, I fear what I don’t know, all my hope lies with the world of the Lord that A good man leaves an inheritance to his children’s children, but the wealth of the sinner is stored up for the righteous, hence I borrow the raw resource of Earth to build what must stand the test of time.
The present, I have not known, its a place that has no pain, nor sorrow, for the rest of my repayment to you, you will be in the presence with me and I hope you will look only in my past to learn for your future and we will tackle your future together for a brighter one
Written as an interpretation of the profound African proverb and a life time hope of parents to their children’s future prospects.
