By ABIDEEN, Muhammed Ayomide
I spent a lot of years of cold feet,
I innocently rummaged the congested space,
Adamantly finding reality of life
Dashing randomly like a floating canoe
Tears and sweats literally spark my skin
And reality of life downed on me.
My formaly closed eyes were left agape,
Ostensibly, the thrust is to trust life,
Of prodigy and prodigal of experience
And I unilaterally became the son of reality,
At the top sky,
I saw fake fact laying helplessly
The sky is not smiling but frowning
Youths around are groaning,
Loudly and clearly,
The world no longer struggle but fumble,
The bitter truth sat comfortably within my heart.
Then I remembered the advice of leaders;
You are the architect of your success.
The reality of life is like a bad – death
It is all about inevitable struggle
You must fight hundred battles to eat a meal,
Yet, tomorrow silver is not even certain
Not to talk of keeping many golds
One must wear determination to strive judiciously.
Living in the cave of “hope and fear”
Tough and trial times are the norms and custom
Indeed, success comes with struggle
Now, I found the reality of life
Striving for success is the key!