Rush Hour

Thoughts running, head aching,
what, why, thinking from this to that,
tomorrow, its length and breadth,
here I sit, loosing my strength,
loosing my mind, blind as a bat,
smiling, but technically wailing,
the sun is rising, my temper is rising,
its heating up, so I’m heating up,
because of what, what I know not,
hot water refusing to temper warm,
faster, faster, faster so it goes.
I try to sort through many advices,
looking for love, looking for work,
all these peeps around me,
are they real or a bunch of fakers?
so many needs, so little cash,
what is to be done to make this and that come true,
who is there, who can help me, who? who?
too much stress in the physical and mental,
too much unrest, my brain is a ticking clock,
running faster than my feet can take me,
I feel like I want to go boom – explode,
suddenly, suddenly, another feeling takes over,
so peaceful, divinely soothing it is,
slowing everything down, the fire is dying out
here am I, getting back to my old gentle self again,
t’was just another rush hour of my mind.

© John “The Beloved” Ajewole – Nov 09, 2002

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Ayotokunbo Ajewole, an engineer, an avid writer, and blogger (a.k.a OmoJesus)

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