WHAT WAS LIFE IN THE END?

It’s been raining cats and dogs in Rivers State, Nigeria where I base so network hasn’t really being my best friend for some time now. Hence the delayed post because this particular post was meant to come in yesterday. Well, what inspired this post, I would say lots of things, deep thinking, random thoughts coming in and out of my mind but all the same nothing at all far from reality. Read up, relate and change your course.

WHAT WAS LIFE IN THE END?

Drawing inspiration from the deafening silence the weather brought…was my calm reminisce…happiness today…joy tomorrow….sadness on another..what next was going to follow suit….unsurety pursued me…and I ran like a mad dog in the wild wind…help! help! My conscience seemed to scream looking around me were people up and about…alone in my confusion…my eyes moving to and fro…where they not hearing me? I seemed to scream again…help! help!. I needed someone to talk to…someone to laugh with…someone to tell me that my storm was never going to be born…and even if it did…they would help me roar my boat to safety…someone to sit under the stars and probably sing me a lullaby…I heaved a sigh…but I doubted it was that relief…but reality hit me and in my seemingly pitiful state I looked like I was wallowing about…all alone in the rain…was nobody going to come after all my pleading? It seemed so…that was the current predicament of the almost majority…the rich…the affluent…enjoying life to the fullest..but somehow just underneath somewhere…a problem seemed to always lurk around…the poor I had mercy on…their case..who was going to defend…buoyancy a distant luxury to them…wealth…a constant dream…not to mention exposure..a miracle…but that was them…stop stop..stop it..you get easily distracted yes you…me…I looked at myself not only was I distracted now but supposedly confused…adjusting…the struggle for wealth..and the greater sacrifice to acquire more wealth…the joy that lurked around in empty pleasure…because it’s memory can be laughed at but it’s act cannot be re-lived…giving birth…dying..transferring your legacy and passing on your heritage…the questions should be how far was your legacy going to last?..how deep have your feet gotten into the sands of time?…how willing are you to make your one shot in life count?…and above all…how long is it going to take you for realization to sink in…the earlier you know that it is just a continuous cycle…yes…life is just a continuous cycle…but in the end you and only you gets to decide the theme your cycle

will revolve around in your own time.