IT’S ALMOST MIDNIGHT…

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It’s almost Midnight, a few more strike on the clock…several amplified tick-tack, tickling and freckling the very fiber connected to every muscle attached to the ossicle bones of our ears. It’s almost Midnight, that time that defines the fate of our Cinderellic odyssey with luck and fortunes running out, fear replaces fantasy. It’s almost Midnight… Our Cinderella must retreat to bed and wake up to reality. The grace and elated boom of the moments before are replaced with the solitary gaze and gloom.

It’s almost Midnight, the very moments that defines our true existence and tests the resolve of our ingenious and artistic depth. The time that explains how much we had lived and how few or much we may have achieved and remind us how far we are to the mark as we are faced with a startled gaze of reality. It’s almost midnight that moment when all activities swiftly are paused and rewind to undo- freezed and we can only look forward to confronting our realism like a free flowing breeze.



It’s almost Midnight, Twilight is upon us… that nebulous period of our life when it’s too dark to be morning and too bright and light to be night. Remember the time, remember the season. Remember the time and remember to look at the time as we edge closer with every tick of the time and our fate hang in the balance- hanging on the edge of the mountain cliff. Remember the time as the next few steps define where we eventually settle for. We take our chances. We sometimes take a leap of faith or squat in hope- We sometimes choose the embrace of love or fight back in anguish and reasoning as we defend the very string that still holds us.

It’s almost midnight. It’s about time we take decisions, rising up from the doldrums of nonchalancy, unfolding our arms and hands as we make definite, defined decisions. We choose to either be the Villain or Hero, Victor or the Vanquished- Captor or Deliverer, Dictator or Democrat… either ways Posterity seats within the gaggle wearing her goggle as she and her children with pain -gurgle or with gain- giggle. LETS ALL REMEMBER THE TIME, LOOK AT THE TIME AS ITS ALMOST MIDNIGHT…because one certain tomorrow we retreat to sleep never to wake to the morning light, and then that makes THIS MIDNIGHT the LAST MIDNIGHT but what will it BE- PAIN or GAIN-RELIEF OR REGRETS?

Written By: Seth Ogungbemi
January 2012


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