THE COST OF SUCCESS

I took a loan to build myself a home just a little space to breathe to rest without chasing time. For a while, I lived with ease forgot the ticking clock watched joy bloom like flowers but never watered the debt behind me. So I borrowed again to pay what I once owed then borrowed more to mend the last circling like a bird with broken wings. Yes, I tasted success but couldn’t chew its fruit. I had lost all my teeth trying to do too much with too little.