What Happens Next? Poem by Warrith Olawale

What happens if you
wake up in the morning,
And realise there's no
air to breathe or draw
in.
Then you peep through
the window only to see
Your land melting into
the arms of the sea.
You decide to scream
but what happens if
then
You find silence, like a
military man,
Trampling over the
remnant of your land.
And while you watch
with tremulous hands,
What if darkness, like
the wind, slowly but
efficiently
Begins to eat ur your
last sense of life, of
festivity.
We can go on and ask
in every context
What happens if? What
happens next?
Enjoy and appreciate
the very minute you
are in
Because you never
really can tell what happens next.