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Not As I Planned (Poem Alert!!)

You know how it is when at age six you decided you'll be a vet. Then at age nine you upgraded and say why not be a doctor. Then at fourteen you watch this cool movie of crime investigators and you're like that's so cool. Well if you haven't I have. I've probably imagined myself in literally ever career there is lol.


I'm not here to talk about career choices. Nope! Just want to say how life may not turn out as planned or expected but when God is your captain you can expect a safe destination.


Here's a poem I wrote titled Planned my Life.




I planned my life
Every inch of it
I knew who I was before anyone found out
I had decided my future before I understand the word
I was sure of where I was going
I knew the route,
Yes every inch of it.


At five I planned my sweet sixteen
Yes every inch of it
I knew the venue before I knew my house location
I knew which university I would go to
Before even being in high school
Yes every inch of it


What was I gonna be?
Oh that's simple
Planned that before I was eight
Yes every inch of it


I knew how my wedding day would be
Why not?
I had spent a million nights planning that out!


I knew exactly how my husband would look
Seen him a billion times in my much to big imagination.


I knew what I would achieve in life
Yes every inch of it
Written that down at 13


I knew how many children I'd have
Before I knew how to make them
How each would be
Yes every inch of them



I had been in my dream house so many times
I built it
Yes I planned every inch of it
Before I even knew it'd cost money and not ribbons


I'd be beautiful forever
Yes I would
I planned how id look forever
At 50 id look 30
How?
Never mind, I planned every inch of it


My life was planned before I knew what life was.
Yes I had planned every inch of it.
But then I became older and found nothing the way I had planned
Where was my certificate? My house? Not even my husband was how id planned
I wondered how and why?
I mean I had planned and planned
Yes every inch of my life


I went back to my journal
Where were the kids? Where was my achievement record.
Nothing was right
But why?
Had I made an error somewhere
I checked again
No, I had planned well
So what was wrong


Finally I learnt I wasn't the author of my life
Someone bigger had been in control all along
He had planned my life before I even did
Yes every inch if it


Wow! So all this time someone else was in the picture
I had only seen my dreams, ambitions and achievements
But now I understand
Now I get it
Yes every inch of it


Someone else was there all along
He was there when I finished high school
He was there when I didn't study my planned course
He knew who I would marry before I got the meaning
He knew my dreams and ambitions before I had written them down
He had called me many times to show me the right path.
But no! I was way too busy planning my life
Yes every inch of it




By Emmanuella Chisom James

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