Wake Up Call Poem by segun Johnson Ozique

When life, better or worse becomes robotic
Automatic acquiesce to nature’s commands:
One time to wake, to eat and drink, to sleep
So I tried to redesign life my way
Seeing how so many have come from last to first

All I attempted turned going a round-about
The outrage of me not able to be who I desired:
Saw me move from angst of indignity, to sorrow
Giving off of emotional vitriolic smoke
Sinking me deeper into irrational feelings of failure
I sought all fatality to destroy the strains of my sink
But the monster that is my head crackled
Making fun of my heart’s inability to see it through

And what the sad thing was
I realized living up was pitiful fantasy.
Silly and fruitless sky-castling taken too far
Thankfully I am awoken from my strung-up delusion