I woke up early this morning
My face sullen as if I’m mourning
I’m not happy and it shows
Just thinking about my future
And my unfulfilled dreams.

10yrs ago I was so confident
Now I’m not that resilient
My fairy tale happy ending is waning
Just thinking how pleasant it would have been
If fate has not got me in a choke hold.

What can I do to change my situation?
Can I do it alone in isolation?
Or sit around and hope for a miracle
Just thinking GOD, why me off all people
It never should have been like this.

But guess what”tough times don’t last”
Only tough people get the prize at last
I wiped the tears off my face and started
Thinking maybe if I try a little bit harder
I’ll be smiling when I wake up next morning.

the everyday travails of the average naija youth. . . i'm feeling your cipher!

simple yet deep 'n philosophical!

abi, dats d situation our so called leaders have put us in but we'll pull through.thanx 4 ur comment and i don review ur poems, u're doing gr8 urself and using ur words, i dey feel ur cipher.

When are we going to be sure about making out dreams come true?

What can we ever do, to be solely sure of achieving all those goals that we have set for ourselves, since when we were kid?


Those r the question that i always ask myself, am sure mostly everyone set goals, that he or she wanted to achieve in future, no one is ever sure of making the dream come true.

Though i believe that life base on probability but we have to live in it, as if it base on possibility, work hard and read hard as if there is nothing like failure, love as if there is nothing like outbreak, trust as if there is nothing like deceit or lie because am sure with being sure of oneself and being truthful, there is a good resulf for that.

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Nice, way to go men

Thats me, or simply thats US