Pressure x Running, 2023 | Poetry 

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Tired eyes in comfort too steep to leave will give itself the night off to appease the head, tremours and whispers from knees.

As they buckle there are signallings between back and toes that yearn for bum to rest.

Recallings of unfulfilled tasks from mental notes, those in chats and email responses, applications, calls, tomorrow's dinner?

All in all you shaa remember​

 

Peace​

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The silence that comes after the forbearing of thoughts and the dissolve of them away from mind, a kindred sensation of absolute 'nothingness'.... unmatched in a way like how river water flows in only one direction, no contradiction to the texture or depth.. obedient

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Pace

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Understanding that one must flow back and forth at times not for failure's sake, but the success is in the unevenness that leads to an eventual mastery of the madness, the unease, long nights and sorrowsome days which lean into stability.​

The intention is perseverance, not looking back but going... do not stop

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Meaning

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Head on swivel looking to my God not seeing his face though knowing he is there with his embrace and encouragement, the assurance of walking with my father across roads that do not know me and between valleys and mountains that either want to sink or crush me.

 

Ọba Ìyànù, Ọlọrun t'ọn gbẹ jà fún mi, o tẹ mi lọrun

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Absolute peace, it is well, not alone.

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