The day before tomorrow
A lonely ringtone pierced through the darkness.
A too-early reminder of a task I must fulfill
Since the cock hasn't barked or found its mic.
I embraced sleep some more till the due call came.
Hurriedly, the day commenced as I shuttled
Between meeting a friend and collecting an asset.
I ran as fast as walk could get and roads could clear.
At twenty-first's half race I was done and quite late.
I hurriedly decided to bear the burden I kept
But was sadly delayed by pointing eyes I met.
I was finally cleared, but cash remained my only fear.
I was faced with long money lines yet I must depart.
I then bargained my way into digits transfer
Or maybe short money queues laid along our path.
Hopefully, the driver signed and the journey began.
We saw no collection points, so digits dropped.
A transfer was made, both phones waited to beep.
With wet palms, I called and the exchange checked.
"How do I convince this large heart that awaits alert".
I said with a standing heart, "fear not, it will soon come".
Both phones never beeped and patience became lean.
Fear shrank the driver's heart till we both alone were left.
He had no card or way of checking my cold claim.
My phone's power faded but the car could power it.
My last card was showing the details on online platform.
With no alert to show, he believed and became my hero.
Copyright © Okunsebor Williams | Year Posted 2018