Kind of Blurry

KIND OF BLURRY

Yes !!! blurry
That was how my yesterday was 
I slept like a drugged captive
A confined soul of my own snores 
A slave to my sound sleep
An inmate of my own blurry dream 
That gulped more than the whole day off me
Only this time, I mean vey blurry kind of

What is kind of blurry?
Just like I was sleep walking 
Just seeing double not knowing it is triple
You must be feeling very sleepy right now
Do you know where you are headed?
Yes I got it, I ain't walking alone like the Reds

Yes, I am on an eagle flying me high
Indeed, I am housed in an eagle soaring to the zenith
What are you waiting for?
Let's soar together as a fellow inmate 
When we get to the sky, we look upon the surface
there and there, we will know if the earth is blurry

Isn't life itself very blurry?
Nothing seems very clear unless unclear
I can see clearly a very blurry future
That depends on the color code I guess
I hope it is not just yellow but coded with blue-black
With an element of reddish orange
Then, with these colours the future will not 
Only be blurry but it will surely be bleak 

AST
3.45pm
7th April, 2015

Inspired by Kehny Obafemi's reply of my mail two nights ago.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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