Moment (Time) Poem by chize ryan ogunkah

In the moment
That VOICE, ‘roll out the drums’
And we ask in our subdued still voice
is it time to roll out the drums
Who is the dance
And who is the dancer
Is it your time to dance
Or to be danced.

The music, novel
But to our nature, familiar
We know but do not know
The rhythm but the lyrics
We feel it but deny
The shiver it sends down our being

In that moment
In that tranquil moment
When everyone veers from tranquility
We are scared of what we finally become

For every single time we ask
‘what is the time’
We ask the time
We wish to be the teller rather than the tale
The mourner and not the mourned
And we choose to ignore
That for every tick and click
We come close to the nick of it

We all wish to believe
And all believe to wish
Oh! Fate, dear faith
This moment
Just let us choose the rhythm