Far from my thoughts, in the valleys of beliefs, where fears meet as we struggle to break free. Chained by faith in the forest of dreams, surrounded by thick bushes of desires, sweeping across our faces.

Hail the Divine Muses! Vibrations of the Earth, teachers in our strife, the light in our darkest hour. I Salute you, Deep in the Sub Sahara we salute you. They say when a man praises his “Chi,” everything comes at ease. I ask of you, Bury me not like secrets of the deserts, let my story be heard like the great Kankan Musa, whose gold knew no bounds

Purpose, they say is what drives every man crazy. Roaming in ignorance till he finds true meaning to why the creator defines him. How do I find purpose?

School has been my Odyssey, I left home five years ago to college for the betterment of my tomorrow, that's what I thought; still I had never gotten to Itacha

Welcome to the crossroads, where we battle purpose in the court of depression. I present my Case, is this how the gods fate me? An Unknown Tomorrow they tell us, houses our dreams in a realm where the only price to pay is hard work.

Drowning in worries as my journey becomes tiring,

Swimming with sharks in my teenage age,

I had learn that every man serves a different purpose Distraction is why many are lost. What if school is not what I was made for? Where I'm from, society sees you as a nobody if you don't hold a degree.

This is a journey of self discovery, hoping I find solace in my writing. Am willing to toss the hard work coin to the ferryman as we journey towards the realms of success.