The Dark Days Poem by Adedolapo Olisa

The dark days are coming and are so glaring
they are so scary to carry
with so much tension and apprehension
for those under intentions from expectations
as the liver required to deliver
is much more than the asking task
that waits patiently with so much baits
for those that just venture into adventures
without fore plan or even more
to navigate the barriers and their carriers
engraved faintly like with a paint
displayed when only black and white interplay.

The dark days are sad times
that holds within it outcomes
that decide for punching the air in joy
or stabbing the mind in blame
as the victims of the hot seats
must brace up to choose
either to triumph or to be triumphed upon,
either to make succumb or to be made to succumb
by the rigors of evaluation
which scrutinizes to be exact.

The dark days are test days
when one has to subdue
the forest without footpaths but wide roads
that evidently are not right paths
to attaining success.
Live today like it is a dark day
and prepare today like tomorrow is your test day
so whenever the signs become conspicuous
it does not become scary to carry