JUST IN LAGOS
Just
wake all mornings with great despair
Just
give it an air of courage but it blushes
I
flash it with lights of hope but it darkens
Give
it a cheer but it slumps
Ahead,
the day looks like a burden
But
I usually stand to bear it
With
anxiety I walk towards it
With
a long wait the days start
Continues
with fears it does
With
compulsive feelings I demand of the day
Give
me your goals!
I
set out once it declares
At
the field are faces so horrible
Behind
these faces lay the goals
Can
they ever be approached?
As
the days shut up
Did
the goals come home behind me?
A
question for the gods
Homewards
the ways dread even hell
What
home has, I can’t tell
My
bed gives no time thinking day’s passed
Beating
me cold as aided by the day
It
hands me to another world
A
world where my requests are honored
A
world where my ambitions are reached
A
world where my thoughts are hallowed
Where
I never sought but only found
Alas!
Something smacks me awake
Another
horrible morning
Can
you let some more time?
Can’t
you let me be?
Why
are you here and what do you want?
The
thought of hunger cows me into obedience
Oh!
Am a slave to the day
But
the night is my bosom friend
How
I wish it’s all nights and no day.
How
I wish this life was a dream and the dream life.
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