Don't break down

The strides of my feet seems
like the flow of dying streams.
fore head wrinkled, veins displayed
no profit sweats flowed from them.
am not old, yet, hands failed to grab a stone
sounds of wasted seconds kept a tone.
**
I sought the forest trees
for a log to hand it all. but it said to me,
You are a mustard seed
that sees itself really little,
inclined in the shell of weeds
not a bud to breed.
grow outta your shell!
find your ground! loamy ground!
turn a giant tree! break the bound!
**
I sought the sea's bowels
for an end to this period. but it said to me,
You are a sailor
caught on the sea when it beams red
effort of days took to race
thy eyes set ablaze with tears.
be confounded not!
grab your paddle, launch a row!
row hard, my friend, row row row
**
I sought a seat in furnace heart
for an end to this period. but it said to me,
You are a gold bar
ignorance has its dusty palm on thy face
shove it off! shove it!
submit thyself to bellow's arm
for a journey through flames to turn a star.
strive, my friend, strive to glitter!
In kings and queens beauty, you must glitter!
**
Yes, you can! Yes, you must fly!
were the lyrics that chuckled my smile
my gaze beholds the flickering sky
dressed in a robe dotted with God's smile.

©Daniel Idowu.