“Inspired by true life events of a man trapped in the walls of uncertainty. Penning his observations through realities around his world.” I hope you enjoy this dose of anecdote. Titled Dear Future, read away!
Dear Future
Did I make it out of these woods?
Or did the wolves eventually catch on?
Did my hay finally make the day?
Or did the hovering darkness eclipse the clouds?
Dear Future
Did I make it out of the tunnel?
Or did the underground swallow my dreams?
Did my cry for help fall on deaf ears?
Or did they finally echo through these thick walls?
Dear Future
Am I still obsessing over you?
Or did I finally accept you’ve never coming?
Did you finally return my calls?
Or am I still on read?
Dear Future
Did my eyes see the Promise Land?
Or did I lose my vision?
Did my hands touch the grass on the other side?
Or did I become out of touch?
Dear Future
Do my words still count for something?
Or did I become untrusting?
Did my love for people dissipate?
Or am I still trusting?
Dear Future
Is this chip still on my shoulder?
Am I still anxious?
Do I still obsess over my status?
Or did I become more accepting?
Dear Future
Did I become wealthy?
Or are these bills still kicking my ass?
Do I still feel inadequate?
Or did I finally walk the fine line of humility and arrogance?
Dear Future
Did I find love?
Or did I find it and lose it?
Is it as beautiful as I’ve always painted?
Or did it remain unrequited?
Dear Future
Do I have a big family?
Is my household as beautiful as The Hustables?
Is it filled with laughter like The Winslows?
Or did I find a way to lose it all?
Dear Future
Am I a great Father?
Or do my kids think the worst of me?
Do they know I would die for them?
Or did I fail to tell them like my father?
Dear Future
Did I become a star?
Or did the world succeed in dimming my light?
Did my dreams make it through the night?
Or do I never wake up from this nightmare?
Dear Future
Am I still a prisoner to consideration?
Or did I break free like Scoffield?
Am I srill running away from guilt like T-bag?
Or did the spiral finally kill me?
Dear Future
Did I lose my moral compass in the woods?
Or did it steer me in the right direction?
Did my values change?
Or am I still standing on business?
Dear Future
Can I finally afford peace?
Or is it still a luxury?
Am I finally happy?
Or did I die never realising true happiness?
Dear Future
Did I still keep my circle?
Or did we keep growing in circles?
Did the circle decide to intersect with other circles?
Or did they always circle back?
Dear Future
Did I lose my sense of humour?
Or did humour finally sense I needed saving?
Do I still hide behind the tears of the clown?
Or did the clown finally see past the circus?
Dear Future
Is the naira finally twenty thousand to the dollar?
Or is my hyperbole now the irony?
Did Nigeria finally find a leader?
Or are we still stuck in this nightmare?
Dear Future
Did I finally do enough?
Or did I never fulfil destiny?
Did I fulfil the wishes of the divine on earth?
Or did the earth beat the divine out of me?
Dear Future
Am I still carrying the weight of the world on my shoulders?
Or did my knees finally buckle?
Did I eventually change the world?
Or did the world change me?
Dear Future
Am I finally a fan of Future?
Or am I still a stickler for lyricism?
Do I still have my pen game and love for the arts?
Or did my ink finally dry up?
To Be Continued…
WRITTEN BY: DANNY
DANNY WORLD 