One Step Ku Lo Sa To Death

On this day a few years ago, my mom gave birth to me. Yay, so nice. 

Well, not exactly. 

From the moment I was born, just like everyone else, my timer started. Every ticking second is a sign that I'm Ku Lo Sa to my time of death. (Whenever that is ). 

I was at a cemetery earlier today, I saw where a two-year-old was laid to rest. 

One thing that struck me was how that child didn't get the grace to live long, making me extremely grateful for the gift of life. 

But, it also reminded me that my time could be up soon and I'm not anywhere near being who I want to be, yet. 

I've got dreams to be fulfilled and they won't be if I do not put in the work. 

So, I'm writing this from a moving vehicle, Remember Me by Fireboy DML playing from my earphones, hoping that one day I’d be able to leave this world with my footprints in the sand of time.

 

Time is running out and there's so much to do. 

Like someone I know would say; We try again, today. 

I'll keep trying, doing my best till whenever my time runs out. 

Love,

Ayo. 

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