Known Unknown

With all due respect I hear I have no authority to ask you questions, There are galaxies full of them I would love to. But the sadder part of not being able to question you, Is not being able to question my inability to question you. Wait, that was confusing. What I meant to say was, I can't even question why I can't question you. Why then do I have free will and choices?

Bojú Bojú, olórò n bò Do you remember the saying "wa bá erù re n'íbodè" It says you will be duly rewarded at the end Well, you have missed it.

I am not afraid to die, but I am scared of death. It's not the termination of life that gets me, It's what comes after. The loneliness in my grave, The silence in my coffin.

My thoughts are melancholic, My chest feels like it's going to break, Break from all the tightening.

I no longer care. I don't care  For all the things you do. I don't  want a part in them, Leave me be.

Maybe tomorrow I LL wake up and there will be nothing left Nothing left of what used to belong to me And then I ll sit back to think of where and how Where it all went wrong and how I missed it How I missed the signs right underneath my nose

Aanwo Bóyá yíó dọmo At least that was what they said They didn't bank on me lasting this long But they sure knew I would leave They thought it would be sooner Still, they waited so long for my demise

Àgunlá They run towards me like an army of the dead. Standing there alone, with no weapons to defend my already defeated spirits It looks like they will stop, it looks like they wouldn't,  still I stand.

Red taillights, green vegetation Dark skies, windy nights Winding roads, bumpy rides Welcome signs, goodbye signs Loud music, racing vehicles "Broken" waists, stiff backs Yet we March on.

Let us pray Let us open our hands and hearts Let us connect our invisible umbilical cords Back to the source that birth our beings Let us latch on to the genesis of our  walk