Jesse Ojuka

Sometimes I feel like God is playing a trick on me. 
The ultimate Icarus. The great almost. 
The bible says it’s better to earn a modest living instead of going broke trying to act great. 
Maybe my blessing is a never ending delusion. 
Or maybe it is a life of preparation for something that can help and change things for the better.
At some point the journey gets boring without seeing a sign of land. 
I still gratitude life of course of course of course. 
I wonder if I have to be perfect to see my Heaven 
but of course no woman or man is without a porcupine. 
The trick is not straying too far from the pure and returning quickly.