The Albatross Around My Neck Poem by Oti Egwu

Two steps forward
And flight of stairs backwards;
My expectations were devoid of detours
But easy rides without contours.

For it started off as a sweet song,
Now it roars in raging storm,
Leaving me bare and stupefied
Like a gordian knot yet untie.

Fantasies in country miles away from home
seemed realistic,
Until the misery of nocturnal mystery,
Unguarded amity,
Life's melee,
And a year's effort less kingly
Doled out sensations of reality check'
That there's an albatross around my neck.

These struggles are no mere litmus test.
Beneath it lies stellar progress,
And within the ranks of my choices are no regrets.
So, what albatross around my neck?
The one swerving me into the pantheons of the greats.