I am a Master, a GrandMaster.
I don’t master pieces of classical music,
Or make classic moves with immobile chess pieces
Nor do I build or create art masterpieces.
But I dwell in peace with dozens of faces
Surrounding me daily, having inner peace
As I gently traverse life’s slowly morphing phases
While travelling through multiple places
In my journey across the various stages
Of a transient existence. Changing ages,
Slowly but surely turning different pages
Of the book, that is my personal story
While becoming a Master, a GrandMaster
Working and living, learning daily to live
On generous salaries and meagre wages.
Growing in leaps as I strive to walk in love
With frowning bosses and smiling buddies;
Icons of discipline and paragons of deceit
I have become a master at making faces.
Mastering daily how to abound in many graces
Of faith towards God, and charity towards men
In knowledge increasing, in utterances abounding
As wisdom grows deeper and vision gets clearer
With discernment as a tool, daily navigating.
I have become a Master, a GrandMaster.
Take it or leave it, love me or hate me,
I keep navigating this plane of existence
Pushing the limits, searching out mysteries
Defining new boundaries as I find new dimensions.
Driven by a passion that finds expression
In worship of the King, who is truly deserving
Of the praise and glory duly given Him.
Always in contentions, mostly spiritual
Seeking direction only from the Most High
With a focus on the goal, and my eyes on the prize
Of the upward calling of my Lord and my God.
Who is the true Master, the real GrandMaster.
Toyin Taiwo, 2016.