Edge of Twenty

If I walk out the gates at twenty

I want my footprints hanging over the heart of the city

Rather that than a shadow of cloud at seventy.

Rather that than a sullen eye at ninety with a path I no longer see.

But twenty is walking past

Still I’m a toddler at the feet

Stranded at the edge of the universe,

Not knowing what path leads off the sea.

Knowing not what path lands me on the throne.

I asked the grey-bearded man

Surely he should know.

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He raised a weary face to mine

Eyes gone pale, blinded by cataract’s,

The kind only regrets bring.

He said, “Son no one knows if you don’t.

The music of life plays a different tone at divers tempo for us all. Dance the music of the night or miss the morning light”.

If I walk out the gate today

Would it cause a ripple in the sea of dreams.

The dream of the universe.

Or would the rivers flow with joy?

For my time of hope is up

And I might jump tonight.

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Model: @_peggie_g

Photographer: @hamidayodeji

Set Assistant: Seun Ogunlesi

Set Location: @wrapafrica_ studios