Chances

by Oyindamola Shoola

The truth is,
I started this
poem writing about how, on Monday,
Lafenwa - the weatherman on NTA
said there was a "50% chance of rain
in Ibadan."


We all went about the day
without umbrellas
or the right attires
to prepare for what was coming our way.


To say it rained is an understatement.
It was as if the sky wept.


But what I really wanted to say with
this poem is that
there are 7,794,798,739
people in the world. Yet, I’ll give up a million
certainties for half a chance to be loved by you.