The Hard Road

Sometimes the challenge lies not on the road ahead, but on the road within. Our penchant for stability in life is often explained off as a kind of risk mitigation – but what if what we are truly trying to mitigate is the change in us that life surely brings. We are loathe to change rapidly because who we are today is a collection of years of experience, emotion and interpretation. For that sole reason love is both exhilarating and terrifying. We change, we adapt, all so we can accommodate the existence of another into our own – and it requires a kind of temporary insanity which is just what love is. This is also why heartbreak is the ultimate disaster. All that inner change, the adaptation of hopes and dreams – all for what seem like naught. The worst part is that we have to unlearn being with that person, the ultimate insult on the ultimate injury. But sometimes, just sometimes, we are better for it.

Akin Ogunsola | November 2012

The Harvest

Slowly I stir from cold dark sleep

Beats in my chest, life yet in me

Darkness fades but sorrow proves

Tears still fall beneath closed lids

Wisdom offered ‘s a waste of time

When have words ever wet a thirst?

Persist you might to bring me cheer

What good’s a cup of tea in hell

My old friend time keeps marching on

Helping old smiles fade to scars

The worldly realm is now awake

Hollow eyes still wish for stars

What’s wrong you ask? I cannot say

Why do you cry? I’m not okay

You need to talk; Can’t talk today…

I’ll protect you! Just go away

The morning sun stares at my face

Warming me to flirt with hope

To flirt with thoughts of brand new days

No broken dreams; No pointless pain

Heavy lids part for the morn

Damn the sun, it always wins

Here we go, One day in hand

Lets plant new lies, and reap old truths

Akin Ogunsola | November 2012