Sanmi Abiodun: Living my life at 28 (Poetry)

by Sanmi Abiodun

I’m twenty eight
It’s getting late
The world wouldn’t wait
To have a taste
Of what I create
So I should in haste
Hold fast its waist
Exert my weight
Promote my faith
Or live a waste

I’ve walked some miles
But feet are fragile
I must be agile
To remain mobile
Destroy my bile
Control my dial
Heap up a pile
Make people smile
Just be sublime
It’ll be worthwhile

Though I may fumble
Or even stumble
I’ll through the rubble
Attempt a tumble
I’ll try be supple
Ignore the mumble
Eschew the grumble
And life, so subtle
Will find me humble
And bless my hustle

Amen.
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