The limit just can't move - by Taslim OKUNOLA

He came with joy to the grove;
a place where his kinds live.
He has to demarcate a place of rest even without a roof;
just for him to be comfortable without any grief.

He explained to them how young he was,
they smiled and told him it was nothing.
He also thought it was but wanted to avoid wars;
now he just had to live without the fear of anything.

He started mingling with great minds;
at some stages, he felt like an adult;
and he always have the feeling that he is with his kinds;
he continued his quest to end his knowledge drought.

As at the time he was in his hood enjoying the groove;
It came upon him just like a rude shock;
what he knew about but thought would move;
it seems it is attached to them like a ship's dock.

He really thought he could effect a change;
but with due process, it cannot be so quick;
he started viewing possibilities with range;
but his thoughts fell on him just like  a brick.

They told him not to worry that age is just a number;
but he wish he could just scrap the proof;
oh! ages cannot be manipulated even by a bomber;
THE LIMIT JUST CAN'T MOVE.