Tribute To Inventors

Poem By Njousi Abang

Each time I pick up a new invention
I cannot but imagine what creativity
Can do to change the drudgery around
And reduce wastage of resources
And the loss of time that accompanies
Manual activities in all primitive societies.

Each time I pick up a new invention
I cannot but think of the inventors
Who have changed the world
And improved on the human condition
In ways that other ancients never knew
Or could ever imagine although some saw visions
And others dreamt dreams
And predicted what their sons would do.

Each time I pick up a new invention
I cannot but decide to invent something
So that those who come after me can enjoy
For how else can we repay the great inventors
If we cannot continue from where they ended.

Each time I pick up a new invention
I cannot but continue to thank God
For making a way where there seems to be none.
Thus, to all inventors and God Almighty
I doff my hat to thee and pray
That all should be for the glory
Of the most High God who made Heaven and earth

Comments about Tribute To Inventors

U have different topics..i would if u do some rhyming part it will make it more interesting, ur ideas are nice n new.... so work on it i'm sure u will create some magic


Rating Card

5 out of 5
0 total ratings

Other poems of ABANG

Merry Christmas

Give a child a book at Christmas
And you will make it rich and tall
Give a child extra food at Christmas
And you will make it fat and foolish

An Open Letter To Young Learners

You are a citizen of the global village
See yourself as an employee in Washington DC
Or Shanghai, London or Lisbon, Madrid or Cairo
What do you need to be able to function successfully?

The God Of Football

Football communicates different messages
And generates different emotions
To different people at different places
Across the globe and much more on the arena

What Ruins Many A Beauty Queen?

Many beauty queens die out
Living only faint imaginings
Of their false selves to hunt
The realism of their ephemeral

Prayer For The Nation

Lord we have all sinned
And fallen short of your glory
Look with pity on us
And grant us forgiveness