[center]*I.T STAFF BUS PALAVA*

4:0am I was awake from my livid dream,
With the richness of a decorated bath;
I was out 10minutes in a nitch,
with the swiftness of a sprinter I dashed out of compound in my hoodies,
A stich in time saves nine they say,
A minute conserved could be my last chance for a ride,
With the starry wild faces of night watch on the street,
The unknown half dress strangers with a club ,
And the work class souls like mine walking up and down,
Its a sight that should have been daring scaring.
Much ado! To my worry,
Was the ban against house light till 5:0am,
Well am on a task of no retreat or surrender,
Going back home will be to my shaming face,
I had my hope cling to a bible verse,
Even in this scary shadows My heart sure fears no evil.
5:0am it is,
And no sight of bike man at all,
Cant believed have trekked two streets,
And the only deceiving lamp lights came from a mosque early prayer rise,
Now my adrenaline is high,
Even a man drugged on dopes,
Will have to do more to meet my spirit pace,
5:06 I finally reached the estate gate,
What on earth is this?!
Hitherto the gate had been shut all along,
In the name of festive security for all,
As I made it out of the gate,
I grabbed the first bike man that flashed,
Garage! Garage!
Even if he 'll empty my wallet for his fare,
I don’t freaking care!
Annoyingly the bike man was a speed conservative,
Barking and lashing at every bike man on top of their speed,
"They will just kill themselves with this their speed",
I only hoped God would open his eyes to see the speed my heart wished he was running,
Staff bus leaves 5:10am,
And here by watch is 5:09 staring wide at me,
I even thought the watch was making wild fun of my travails,
"How on earth was I supposed to run like 60m to meet my bus",
If at any time my long leg should profit,
This absolutely is the best of days,
So I sprinted the track,
Like a maze runner,
amidst those speeding BRT busses taken off,
Until I could sight my bus at some distance length,
Alas! It was too late for me,
Its red flash light told me my bus was already On move,
In my hatred of given up, I scaled heights and pursued it violently, Onlookers would have guess
I either left my int.passport in the bus or
I was being chased by thugs,
Now I know on a vision & empowered strength level,
Elijah surely would outran Ahab’s horse ride,
With a loud banging,
I smite my bus All well and good,
The door opened and I dashed in,
Now on my seat for a 2 hour ride I guess,
Gasping with a fast breath,
I pleaded all A.C be focused on my heroic soul,
So elated I am,
Like a man would be, when he finally gets an approval from his crush.

. @profakins
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