My Next Life

I want to live my life my next life backwards. From old age back to middle class and finally to the womb. Start out dead so that I can get that one out of the way. My body lying inside a coffin 6 feet under with decaying smell. One year and my body is back to normal. People pick out their flowers from my grave side. The tombstone is placed back to the back of a pick-up. A crowd digs out the coffin and pull out the casket from the ground. People drowning in tears surround the whole place. From family, friends and the pastor. It is placed in the centre of the crowd as the sermon goes on. Soon I’m back on the hearse and drove back to the mortuary. The crowd walks backwards as they view my body through the looking glass of the coffin drowning in their tears. A week later I’m taken back to my house where the doctor declares me alive. I wake up to the comfort of my matrimonial bed next to my old wife.
Soon my children, grandchildren and great children are laughing at a get together in my homestead. I’m sitted with my walking stick next to me enjoying the view to my big family I have enjoying and being grateful to the blessing of a generation God has granted me. Soon I’m sitted on the bride’s side of the reception at the wedding of my granddaughter. The smile in her face drops a joyful tear down my face. I smile to the snap of a photo as she gives me a piece of the wedding cake. Weeks later I’m receiving the dowry to her exchange. Soon I’m driving back to from my big farm. Years later I’m told I can’t earn no more pension coz I’m getting young. The weekend before my last day at work I’m granted a BMW M4 as my gift. The next week on Friday evening my workmates hold a celebration for me and bake me a cake for my service in the company or organization I’ve been working for. I work my ass off for years till I’m too young to work.
Its years and I’m in my third job. My lastborn is graduating from the university and he is filled with happiness. The degree he has been waiting for is finally here. Life moves on and soon I have my own house and everybody I invited is here for the occasion of house warming party. I finally have my unique dream house. Later on my wife is coming out of the theatre with our first child. The cry from his voice is priceless. My wife looks me in the eyes and tells me to name the child. Months are gone with my wife pregnant and labour pains. Soon I’m facing my reflection in the mirror on my wedding day with a black three-piece suit. The D-day is finally here as I say I DO to the love of my life and kiss her infront of all our friends and sign the marriage certificate. Two years pass by I’m I find myself at the mall buying a gift for my girlfriend to celebrate our anniversary. Soon I’m falling in love with a beautiful lady. We enjoy life together till we no longer know each other and we are strangers.
Soon I’m struggling with life and some of my friends are back death brings them back to life. I’m really broke now since I’m unemployed and living on pennies. Two years and I’m in campus. Drink a lot and party almost each and every weekend and I’m generally promiscuous. Make bad decisions in life and almost get arrested bad behavior. Then I’m in my teenage life and ready for high school. Where peer pressure creeps in my life given a few punishments, some suspensions, tease ladies during school trips and get naughty. Study untill I’m too young for eleven units. I’m kicked off secondary and my parents enroll me for primary school. Sit for my K.C.P.E as my first exam as an opener. Struggle my way through school as I grow younger through the eight years. Now I’m in nursery grow to become a kid, play till I have no responsibilities and again thrown out school for my tender age.
Enjoy the day to day life in my neighbourhood as I play with my age mates hide and seek, marbles and pretending to have a family with the girls. Get tired of playing and my mum warns me of going outside of the house or I get punished. Work my way out and my mother starts carrying me everywhere on her back as she buys all the snacks I want when I cry for it. Three years down the line and I’m in my mothers hands. Visitors come to see the young and saying how cute I am. Exchanging me all around the women in the house. Then I become a baby and spend my last nine months floating peacefully in Spa-like conditions, central heating room service on top and finish off to be unknown and not exist anymore.




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