Pathfinder: your money or your dreams

On a whim I took a train to nowhere.

A stowed vehicle reminded me of

My dad’s old whip

And how it wheezed and cracked when it hit

Those burnt out Lagos roads.


Oh captain, my captain!

I have found that conformity,

Though restraining,

Is peace and warmth reassuring;

’Tis a life of comforting meals and ravenous dreams.


To have freedom is to nibble away

At joy till it becomes intoxicating.

To loosen up oneself and

Plunge into the unknown

Is to dare Death but truly live.


When ambitious youth dream,

Do they wake up to know that

All roads converge in one?

That flying too close to the sun

Will only leave them undone?



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