Jesus! I still don’t have a car

Jesus! I still don’t have a car

Jesus! I still don’t have a car

 

It’s been 7 years and 9 months, and still I find myself in this position of penury

Balance at bank – zero, balance in hand – zero, Investments – zero, Boy where’s it all going?

It’s just the beginning of the month and my girlfriend’s already down to her last naira

I pray that God answers quickly, guess I’ll just have to ask nicer

 

I Feel like I’m walking a tight rope without a circus net, I’m a nervous wreck

But a choice-less me has to keep sweating for this worthless check

In my first year I drove a giant perforator thru my left index

An overzealous and bloody attempt to staple myself to the audit matrix

 

I’m tired of working this dead-end job just to get by

Tired of waiting earnestly for the 24th from as early as the ninth

Green with envy every time I see a flashy car drive by,

Empty promises and broken dreams, the outstanding highlights of my life

 

I don’t know, maybe it’s time to hit the ‘greeners’

Time to arrive at the ‘Total’ and open the ‘Shell’

Time to get really ‘Mobil’-e and ride with the ‘Elf’-s

But still I wonder – would that be the answer to my problems?

 

My kid brother wants to throw the ball but I’m too dejected to play

Even a broken clock is right two times in a day

I can’t get the money, the women, the fortune or the fame

So maybe I’ll just live half my life and throw the rest away.

 

Do I resort to breaking into your bank accounts and forging your names?

Do I have to end up burning in Hades, scorching in flames?

Do I court eternal torture and pain for the purpose of lifetime bliss?

In my attempted transition from almost worthless to absolutely flashy

 

My life has been a long, landmark free drive along a dusty road that stretches nowhere except into desert

But I have a one-track mind and am not ready for page 2 of the Kama Sutra just yet.

Smiled so much in the face of adversity that I’m suffering from a near terminal case of perma-grin

Nothing to whet this anger and angst that burns from deep within

 

Ever away from me, the future continues to float

Stuck to the ground, hanging out to dry in my old clothes

I watch the tail lights go, the drum beats subtly felt

I just moved one step closer to wealth, one step closer to death.

 

Yes it’s possible to live without it, but after you’ve had wealth, you’ll wonder how you ever managed without it.

Some pray for it while others steal; blessings are not just for the ones who kneel

And as you try to close the gap between expectation and reality

You realize what a waste it all comes to – the less you look, the more you see.

 

*****

 

A reflection of the many thoughts and sentiments we have spewed during our working lives to date

Dedicated to all the happy people who have real nice lives – Accentuate the positives

Reference: Uzodinma Nwankwo (D’ Weirdo), 2013



9 thoughts on “Jesus! I still don’t have a car” by Akintoye (@Akintoye)

  1. ‘…..terminal case of perma-grin’
    This is nice!

  2. This is creative. The lines seem to be carelessly thrown in, yet they all make perfect sense. I love it.
    Well done, Toye. $ß.

    1. That’s exactly what I noticed! Great writing!

  3. “Even a broken clock is right two times in a day” … Long walk with poverty…stunning lines…absolutely stunning…muah!!

  4. My best line, “…one step closer to wealth, one step closer to death…” Good job Akintoye.

  5. I enjoyed this. It was well written and it had a nice rhythm to it.

    Well done @akintoye.

  6. “Some pray for it while others steal; blessings are not just for the ones who kneel”; true words. Creative work. And it easily drags one into your world.

  7. “You realize what a waste it all comes to – the
    less you look, the more you see”
    The above echoes wise King Solomon’s words that ‘all is vanity, everything is vanity’.

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