On days like this when the ship is sinking...

 

On days like this when the ship is sinking, you take anything... even wishful thinking. (Photo credit: Google)

Been in my feelings all day, not trying to compete with Dipo Ogun on his poetic journey but you know the joke about running back to your ex or toads for supper? You’ll ask if they come fried or you need company; I decided to write about how I feel, it won’t make sense to you… You don’t know where my shoe hurts…

 

There are bright nights and dark days

Bad trains that dash hopes, black horse that don’t chase

Rich veins report late but not what the sweat pays

Result! The only thing the voice says

Sheer luck is one thing, the will to win is another

Ignore the waves, look away from the seas

Hungry bees hardly worry, flying birds don’t bother

Pay no attention, death doesn’t run from disease

It’s about pain and the days of ignominy

Loneliness inflicted by self-destruction

Weak emotions and vague descriptions

Zero justifications when you miss instructions

Not the thoughts of a dying man

Not even close to a crying one

But days like this when the ship is sinking

You take every coin including wishful thinking…

 

To be continued…

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