A trip so far.

Daily Differences in wants and needs abound,
Food, shelter and clothing we see basic,
Daily thriving for survival make us move,
From one place to the other we journey,
Searching for a cause to better life,
This time, way past basic needs,

At first, eager and enthusiastic we climb on board,
Excitement mounting at the thought of perceived success,
Buying extravagantly at origin we set forth,
Thereafter, settled we are on board as we take off,
Through hills and valleys we journey,
Day gives way to night and then, the heart goes sober ,

A skid at the wrong turn sends the car swinging off course,
Everybody on board timid and frightened for dear life,
Clinging on to the carrier as a baby would his mothers back,
Looking forward into the depths of the night and hoping,
Too dark to see through the night, what will be at the next turn?
Only the Lord knows!, men they say; only turn to God,
When the Devil has no further use for them,

Now , even the godless turn to God and yearn for safe delivery,
Stars above in the sky give a glimmer of hope in earnest,
Soft as wool in winter the hearts of men on a trip become,
Whispering in low tones, asking the Lord to see them through,
Their whole dilemma handed over to their own creator ,

Out of his infinite mercy he lands them safely,
Proud and arrogant they become once again,
Hurriedly, they disperse forgetting,
The favors of their Lord upon them,
To even say thank you Lord?, it might seem tiring,
And thus, the search for livelihood continues,

A seemingly endless search indeed!,
From the cradle to the grave we search,
Sometimes obliged to move in order to seek,
How long will this journey go on?, a lifelong pursuit I guess!,
How much easier is the journey getting so far?, only the Lord knows,
Time destroys everything, and thus the trip so far.

Muhammad Tijjani Nakande, a freelance writer, is a neo panafricanist, you can reach him online at www.muhammadnakandesworld.blogspot.com or email him at memzycool@yahoo.com