Is there something as fickle as luck
Involved in the manipulation of
destiny?
Or is fate an overripe fruit waiting
to be plucked?
(Not knowing the answer is killing
me).
Akpan
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Destiny Comes Thru.mp3
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Destiny Comes Thru is a poetry recital about the audacity of Destiny to trundle through and achieve its goals at the worst of times.
Akpan
Thursday, April 18, 2013
Day 18: Walls of Destiny
I can
feel destiny looking over my shoulder;
The influence
of karma pushing me off the deck.
My prophecy’s
blowing me in alongside the breakers.
The tender
wings of my courage are lifting me off the wreck.
I feel I
can make it now
As the
burden of oracle thrusts my feet off ground.
Haste is
speed
And I call
forth a whirlwind
As I reach
out to perfect the process
And
hurl all the properties which I’m obliged to profess
Into the
morning of pure daylight.
Lambent
strands of light irradiate the face of the skies
In the
wake of a billion brilliant stars;
All of God’s
children each acting his/her part.
The moon’s
soft glow has the undertone of a smile
Even the
air gives off mystic waves of an enchanted symphony.
And the
film flickering on Destiny’s walls stars me, myself and, I.
So I know
why I’m feeling the way I’m feeling.
My cause
has chanced a habitat to nestle;
A reason
to sign off the wrestle.
And it’s
all thanks to the qualities I admired,
On the
walls of destiny are printed dreams I sired.
The wait
of the calling
Has matured
and firmed the roots of the seed.
I have
been found
Because
I wanted to be found.
Akpan
Monday, April 9, 2012
Destiny Comes Through
Hope is
hopeless;
Mercy
is left bleeding in the dust,
Still
destiny comes through.
The
falcon has deserted the falconer;
The
melancholy strain died on the lips of the reaper.
Still
destiny comes through.
The
wind is ripping off my house of cards.
I go to
war to find one reason to be strong,
And stand
in the measure of a man.
I’m so
blinded by my fears,
Can’t
see Providence’ hands sketching a sparrow’s fall.
It’s
all too deep for tears
It
tumbles off my mind’s walls
Like
ricochets in a cave from a ghost’s footfalls.
Here I
am about to toss it up.
But ha!
Destiny comes through.
Depression
crashes in like tidal waves
Cuffing
hearts of men, taking modern slaves.
The
race would not oblige the swift;
Expectation’s
at odds with them that believe.
Still
destiny comes through.
The
cock will not crow at dawn,
The
stars are black diamonds in a field of gray,
Invisible
to eyeballs
Of stranded
travelers on life’s highway.
But
your blues ain’t like mine
And hope
flickers, a tiny glint among landmines.
Still
destiny comes through.
Hard work
gifts the riches of poverty;
Education
is a fat bitch
Vast as
the desert of eternal vanity.
Perseverance
will suck you dry like a leech.
Ignorance
is bliss
Where men
beg in style and live on their knees.
Strength
of valiance
Is a
long shot from coming at the call of adversity.
Each
day like weighty dark clouds giving a storm warning
Is heavy
with the child of uncertainty,
Yet, someway,
somehow, destiny comes through.
Thundering
walls cut the warmth of the sunshine;
The red
sea blurs the skyline;
Meanwhile,
opposition take turns picking fights;
On a
pair of broken wings and pitched like kites;
As if
trying for variety at the worst of times,
Destiny
comes through.
Akpan
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