STEPPING UP

All about love and indecision.

I am making music that blows
your mind.
Poetry...
diffusing love and laughter
to humankind.

I am feeling the osmosis
of liquid fire
through my marrow.
as I expel neurosis
from a mind refired
like the Shoshone's burning arrow.

Magic! It's in the air.
Exotic...like Slavic goods that are rare.
and, I feel it like a tale of fairies.
No, it's not about the furies.

The season is all about stepping up, but I'm freezing up.
All the world’s been waiting for me.. young and old, but I'm shivering and feeling cold.
I’m in the bedroom trying to clean up and dress up.
The car is outside, waiting and
the weather is freezing cold! Oh, so cold!

All I’m thinking about is logic and maths.
But the whole world is waiting
outside in the streets chanting
my name.
Hmm...
I smell rats.
What could they want but a man to blame?

I tremble at the things I see! A pastor with a ring,
and a delivery van on a mission to bring
a black suit for me with a shirt that's pure white.
A bronze coloured girl is dressed
in a gown that's dazzling white
and asking me for a dance.
I can see she's ready to prance.

Lord, am I prepared for this bond?
Like Samuel I hear a call from beyond
camouflaging like my partner’s own.
I’ve been undecided about crossing the Rubicon, but I hear God dialling my phone.

I’m not trying to be a mule,
just trying to comply with
rules.

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Reviews

[AYVID N]

The protagonist in this poem is preparing for a very significant moment and event in his life and one expected to bring him much joy. Perhaps, the realization of a long standing dream. And yet, there is trepidation in him, a doubt if he is truly meant for all of it. Your words have a surreal and dreamy quality to them here. One wants to embrace the magic and the promise. Beautifully written, Akinlolu.

[Robert Trakofler]

Passion and personal desire versus social conformity and prerequisites:/ Hmm... a familiar place to be for me too and I have questioned my choices many a time:) ultimately the realization that I am now what I chose then strikes a chord and I say to myself not too shabby LOL (I could do worse) but what also comes to mind is it my interpretation of standard that sets the bar? or is it theirs? And in that answer lies the true answer:)

[Akinlolu]

My dear friend, you have taken a peep into my soul. I grew up desperately trying to please certain a clique of friends. After several years of failure and continuous condemnation from them, I realised what a great fool I'd been. I stopped trying to please them. And to my pleasant surprise, I found out I was a free person.