On these hurrying feet are shoes of hope
that have walked dust and mud of SURULERE for better living
Mine was a pair of white plimsoll
that has walked offices seeking a white collar job
Above these heads is a cloud of possibilities
that shines the sun of strength
and pours the rain of assurance
under which i was drenched
for i know victory is near
In these eyes i see glands of thirst
for wealth and comfort from distress
In my mind is a pond of patience
waiting to be rippled by drops of success (SURULERE)
for i labour in my day
to reap my bounty before night
On these palms are prints of questions
for when this gloom of struggle will stir into light
I wipe off my sweat but with a smile
happy that with my two hands
I shall bear my yeilds
of trusting and waiting on the glorious day (SURULERE)
On this street of SURULERE are survivors
returning home after a hell of a day…..
PS – You dont want to hear my story on this day at SURULERE. Let me just leave it this way i painted it.
It just hurts how these days patience is seen as not being smart or ambitious enough.
Patience is a virtue
Positive vibes is an asset
Dont give up. NO!
Featured Image:- Alhj. Masha Road SURULERE, Lagos.
(Photo by Me.)
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