POEM: I And My Other Self

What if there is another me in another world
What if another world even exist
Or is it just an imaginary world?
Maybe another world really exists
Who am I in the other world?
Am I who I am here?
Is the me from the other world different from me?
How does he behave?
How does he live?
Is he my direct opposite?
Or my exact self here on earth?
Is he higher than me now?
Or we are at the same level
Does he even care I exist?
Does he want to become a medical doctor like me?
Do we have the same destiny?
How can I get to him?
How can we communicate?
Is he black?
Is he writing this poem as am doing now?
Is he gentle and calm?
Or violent and fierce?
I pray we meet if he exist
Does my country exist in the othe world?
Is it peaceful and free from terrorists?
Maybe my country don't exist in the other world
Maybe my other self in the other world is really different from me
How can we then relate?
Is that world a world of magical powers?
Or a tech world?
I pray my other self in the other world think I exist
Then maybe we can relate and communicate
I pray we then meet
What if Barack Obama is a trader in the other world?
What if Bill Gates is someone's driver in the other world?
What if Kim is a Reverend Sister there?
And Kylie Jenner a lonely young girl over there?
What if Donald Trump is a fisherman there?
And what if Hilary Clinton is a Cook there?
Maybe President Muhamadu Buhari is a pastor in the other world
And T.B Joshua an Imam
What if religion never existed in the other world?
What if Bukola Saraki is a shoemaker in the other world?
And Ike Ekweremadu a Palmwine tappper?
What if the British never colonised Nigeria in the other world?
Does Nigeria exist there?
Maybe Tinubu is a farmer there
And what if Wike and Amaechi are blood brothers?
All these only my other self can tell
All these only my other self must have seen
All these only my other self must have felt
All this only my other self must have experienced
I pray he thinks I exist just the way I do
I pray we meet and relate