"THE GOLDEN CROWN" BY HABEEB HAB P

The golden crown!

It doesn't care about how many starving shoes you've worn under the blazing sun

or the blood that menstrauated from your eyes suffering to quench your taste 

or how many aeroplanes you've flew with at the sky

Only, if you can survive in the battle field. 

It doesn't know who you Are

or who did you want to Become 

It doesn't care about your father histories

nor mind about your stories. 

It doesn't matter how many stones you have thrown inside the well

But how many waters does the well spring out for you

It doesn't matter how many waters you have spread on the farm

But how many crops does the farm raise for you. 

I have nothing to say but the truth and all lies shall be jettisoned 

She who taught, she can restructure your future 

She can't never know when the water crawl into the coconut 

And she can't never know when a dry-well spring out its river of water. 

So, never loose hope or give up

No body know when the golden crown will be his

Just have the believe 

that one day, your shot will surely hit the target.

HABEEB

(Hab P)

-Nigeria

The poet sees the "golden crown" as fulfillment and prosperity. The speaker says prosperity is a fair visitor to any person of its choice. It does not discriminate and can come at any time.