Press On!

Press on!
Press on!
Press on!
The way is long and serpentine, rubbly and
hilly, buffeted by riotous roar-vomiting wind
showering confetti of hot pecking sand,
With fortitude and faith they pressed on,
In the end,
They arrived.

Press on!
Press on!
Press on!
The way is long and serpentine, rubbly and
hilly, buffeted by riotous roar-vomiting wind
showering confetti of hot pecking sand,
With fortitude and faith please press on,
In the end, like the westbound eastern sun
You too will arrive.

by David Olusegun Agbaje

Comments (4)

This is lovely., ., ..so so lovely, its a beautiful gibberish
I appreciated the comment by Savita Tyagi, the beautiful lines took on additional possibilities, and made the title wonderfully appropriate.
She must have written it as a lullaby for her baby and as a mother I can vouch the baby must have loved it.
Gibberish, yes, but lovely gibberish indeed. At least she knew it was gibberish when she wrote it.