To Be
Forever in the zenith
Enclaved beyond the misty skies
Commonly uncommon
Birds of a feather
Little sleep...
Uh!Till some other time
No.Yet like an ant they gather
Total abandon to the later
Pick up the electrons for the day
Buried in concrete time
Thick slabs of concentration
Lies at the foundation of what is done
Never to be taken for granted
Cuz in the lamp oil quarters,
Not even the used match stick is thrown away
I see and I've seen
But the caliber of a uniquely distinguished persons
Could be of no mean repute
Should I go
Should I stay
I made a choice
Cuz I one day would smile their smile
Walk tall with shoulders six feet down the humility lane
Put on the whole armour of patience,2
Steadfastness and hard work
Play the play but let it be serious
Work the work with the good play
Just the beginning of a new dawn
The plenteousness of time
The scarcity
Priceless yet with a tag
Moments relished in reckless abandon
Stupefied by goals scored
In the golden time
To be what they today.
Copyright © Opemipo Akinsoyinu | Year Posted 2010
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