Ahead of Time

As the side of my head, Touches the side of my pillow, It was like my lips meeting with that of my lover, I felt... One. But here he come Boom boom boom! Knocking, but more so banging on my door, Poppa wasnt a rolling stone. Wish he was at times... Just cause of how hard he would go on us; Me, Me in particular! Why me? Why cant i just take it easy? "Go out and get busy!!!" Poppa kept insisting. Whats his problem against me? I will do so, but just let me do me I looked at the time And it was 7ish, "Aaaaaahhhhh old man stressin!" My ego told me that. So I got comfortable a little, Slept a little, Ate a little, Heck, i even skeet skeeted a little.... But my heart wasnt satisfied yet   Looked at the time again And it was 7 years later... Damn! Time passes fast huh Still the side of my head Touching the side of my pillow I had gotten too comfortable While life passed me by. And my hustle muscle was inactive To be honest, it was like a dead car battery That needed a boost urgently In order to pick up what was destined for me I was told her name was "Oppurtunity" She was irresistible, I heard. And she was waiting for me to scoop her up But like a bad date I kept her waiting and waiting and waiting My lack of punctuality almost dried out her patience And just at the brink of her leaving I came running in, Breathing hard and fumbling words Trying to deliver an apology Just to win her respect back But then She right away asked me "If you really wanted me in the first place, Wouldnt you have atleast prepared yourself better?" ... She was right... I did look unprepared ...(Sigh).... I could almost hear in the back of my head boom boom boom! That knocking on the door.