VEILED

By ODUGBO Alapa Peters
Trading
Solemnly
Through all times
A casket of a monochrome
copy-and-paste
Existence,
In the hustled and bustled
marketplace called, life.
Wanting to please
Eyes and minds locked far away
In the hearts of their own
troubles.
All shoppings for compliment
Swallowed in a hurried gulp of
disappointments.
Moments keep spilling away
Age, growing taller, in a slim ride
upwards, on slender roots,
Turning down in time,
In a swift bend
For a momentous ultimate tight
hug to the earth, its maker,
In whose lofty embrace,
A litany of reawakened jubiliant
termites, hurry
out of an infinite grabs of
loneliness, into impromptu
festivities,
expeditiously relaying morsels of
comments to distant relations to
hurry…
And here it all ends…
Oh foolish friend
Why not live your life in its
purity
Worship your days out of chains
Breathe the free air of freedom
you deserve
And keep your journey in a
piece?
It’s huge misgiving
A blind living,
Dying through the bored
scattered pieces of another’s life
For in all your sojourn in this
dog-eat-dog marketplace,
Your wisdom may travel no
where above acute foolishness,
If your life takes its meaning
from the dictionary of like-me-all .
In truth
It is in living you
That peace hunts you
And sends your alluring
existency across.