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.
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