Survival Instinct In Obscureness Poem by Elijah Baguma

As we breast-stroke through life
We wind up at a circumstancial point
Where we have to excavate all the zeal,
Intelligence And skill
We latch on to just to keep afloat!

We tend to gaze beyond today,
Beyond the moment we are living
And wander in tomorrow that is not
Underwritten or even remain concealed
Between cracks of yesterday thatis no more!

That's exclusively why we make camp in
Obscureness!