The extra mile


There’s a road I know all too well

It has a clear path and a shrub bush

If people walked that road seven out of ten always fell

But the remaining three that thrived always pushed

One day I walked down that road a mile more than I had before

It had beautiful flowers and a patch of grown trees

It was lovely. None like I had seen before

A man lay underneath the trees. He had a smile and played a string

“One day you will go the extra mile but you wouldn’t know

Because the beautiful things in life are the things unexpected and the things that grow”

He sang with his string with a smile very hollow

And I listened with intent, not knowing when I would go home.

Merry Christmas my lovelies💙

Give away in the next post.. Be alert.

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Pencilmarks and Scribbles Magazine was founded in 2017 by Clara Jack to be a home for African writers, asking them to come as they are and giving them room for growth. The publication aims to give back to the Nigerian Literary scene for the things it has given us.