Cul-De-Sac Poem by Uche Nwanze

Life oft takes us to a road that leads to nowhere.
we find ourselves caught up in the middle.
Sinking in the deep blue sea or having dinner with the devil.
Between the love of a mother and the attention of a wife.
Between the affection of the children and being an absentee husband.
Caught in a web, between emotions and better judgement.
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide.
Between satisfying the sweetness of the thighs and celibacy.
Between the vows of chastity and the lucreof gold.
In this game there is no escape, you sink or swim.
Between fame and fortune and friendship.
Caught in the middle, faced with booby traps and the end of a precipice.
Between a nagging wife at home and a cantankerous boss-lady.
Between longevity and wishing for paradise.
Between the agony of the cross and the glory of the crown.
Between the beauty of the rose and the thorns.
Between the pangs of parturition and the joy of motherhood.
Life throws at our faces two bitter sweet options, it is either make or mar.