by Akinmayowa Adedoyin Shobo
Where would I have been - Had the bridge sunk? Down and Under. In the retreat of the dead and damned. Tossed between the grinding teeth of the stormy seas; Mistakes of my younger self A whirlpool of sickness and malnourished choices. Yet in those fearful moments, With the thought of another second: depressing The bridge shook precariously My dear life hung like a dying flame And self-worth extinguished to a sobbing wisp. I heard a voice albeit faint – It chimed at a distance faraway; Its cadence: reassuring Then a vast light mighty as the ocean consumed me… I made it Across the sea.
Akinmayowa Adedoyin Shobo is a graduate in the field of the life sciences. He is thrilled by various genres of literature, music, history and science. He divides his time between being a public health researcher and volunteering for community development projects. He writes on several platforms including – book projects, blogs, magazines. He lives in Lagos, Nigeria.