If you want things to change in your life, you have to push. Where there is no push, everything remains constant. The change you desire may be in the next push – effort you apply. Be law-abiding, but push to be the best you can be.

Enjoy the poem.

I can be hesitant, so I need to get pushed

Maybe I was supposed to be born in the land of Luther’s dreams

But I am here trying to make oil mix with water.

That’s why sometimes, I have to be pushed “to start”.

Happy to let go, Dad pushed into my mother’s womb

Nine months later, she let go, and I was pushed into the Doctors hands

I came out bloody, wrinkled, tired and quiet

Till a hard smack from the nurse pushed me to start crying.

Without pity, they pushed sharp needles into my butt

Push artists surnamed Nurses and Doctors

Then they almost drowned me by pushing into water

An atrocious horrendous act carried out in the guise of “bathing the baby”.

As I grew, Mama pushed me into the arms of women

Who pushed me back when I started grabbing fistfuls of their busts

Mama pushed me around in a pram to be smiling to strangers

They pulled my fat cheeks left and right saying “fine boy” when I was “an angry boy”.

Beans and weevils were pushed down my throat as lunch

“They are vitamins, that will help you grow” I was told

“Is this the hair you combed” big Auntie always asks

A precursor to the forceful combing of my hair which has now left me bald.

Too much malfeasance got me pushed out of the house

I ended up in a school whose motto is “keep pushing”

Where “morning tea” was freely served to us for “spoiling the register” with lateness

The dance drama that later ensued was because the cane teacher’s “tea” was too hot to drink.

School eventually pushed me into life’s hands

Life pushed fantasies into my head

Which pushed my hands to labor under the sun

So that my mansions won’t remain built only in my dreams.

I also push words into people for a living

Words that make nobodies push and become somebodies

This is the purpose for my being pushed into this world

Till old age pushes me hopefully into paradise.


©️ Ovyay (2019).

To read another Poem follow this link Just my version of Solomon Grundy

Don’t give up, your long awaited victory may be in the next push. If you enjoyed this poem please let me know in the comments section. Also subscribe if you have not so you can know when next I post.


Tunde Akinseye · December 28, 2019 at 5:53 am

All our lives, pushing is involved.

    Ovyay · December 28, 2019 at 6:12 am

    Abi o

Kay · December 28, 2019 at 5:58 am

I enjoyed this poem. God bless you sir.

    Ovyay · December 28, 2019 at 6:13 am

    You too Ma👍👍

KG · December 28, 2019 at 6:08 am

As long as man is alive, its daily push. Either people are pushing you or you are pushing yourself. The best thing to do is to push one’s self to be better in all our endeavours. Go help us.

    Ovyay · December 28, 2019 at 6:13 am


Lina · December 28, 2019 at 6:23 am

In one point in our lives we all need to be pushed .it can be negative or positive but whatever you find ur self pushing for,it should be greatness….

    Ovyay · December 28, 2019 at 6:31 am

    Correct talk 👍👍

Lanre Yusuf · December 28, 2019 at 7:37 am

Nice stuff. Keep on pushing dear you will never fall.

    Ovyay · December 28, 2019 at 7:42 am

    You too. Thanks so much.

Milla · December 28, 2019 at 8:24 am

We keep pushing…no stopping. Just the words I needed this morning. Thank You Sir.

    Ovyay · December 28, 2019 at 8:48 am

    God is Faithful to you Milla. Let’s all hang in there. We win if we don’t stop. Appreciate you always 👍👍

Ifeanyi Uwaegbu · December 28, 2019 at 8:57 am

We must keep pushing no matter what is happening be focus and keep pushing even when its like nothing is happening keep pushing. Something is happening

    Ovyay · December 28, 2019 at 9:01 am

    Yes and Amen.

Tambourinist · December 30, 2019 at 8:04 pm

Beans and weavils that got me, yes. This life one have to push to open the next door. Thank you daddy for the inspiring poem. Thank you sir

    Ovyay · December 30, 2019 at 8:14 pm


Promise Uche · December 31, 2019 at 2:28 pm

True sir. For you to be somebody in life, you need push.🙏🙏🙏

    Ovyay · December 31, 2019 at 4:44 pm

    Correct talk 👍👍

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