I Can'T Poem by Ibrahim Bidu

Am in not so great a mood

As I write this;

I haven't been here long

But my feet's ticklish

A subtle reminder that time's up,

A signal that ticklish

Isn't far from grumpy

Should I ignore it.

I had always heeded

But this time the urge

To just close my eyes

Clamp my ears

And sit tight is brewing.

I wonder whether it's my fate

That I'm often on the road

Or is it in my genes!

Oft opportunities I've thrown

And ventured in the dark,

But age's catching

And the load on my shoulder's increasing

I can't afford this anymore

Though the heart's yearning to go

At a crossroads, I am

I do not know which way to go