Rough Road

I  know not what lies ahead 

Though I heard

It has gotten tough

My feet weared

From earth hardened

There seem a light at the end

 The further I push 

the more the shreds of the bush

 Appear dense

With an end intense

It baffles my sense

So I will , hence 

Pause to rest 

To test 

My remaining strength

This trek I shall proceed with

 

Of life’s many choices

And death’s icy noises

Giving up isn’t attractive

Nor lucrative

With intentions pure

Yet I’m not sure

Of the outcomes

For there are “shortcomes”

In Pense I arrived

And my lense deprived

And my gown with scents

In a town with cents

Greener pastures I seek

By Kandey Alhassan

NB: First published on 10th June, 2020 on Facebook