I woke up late—again.
NEPA took light, so I bathed with cold water.
No wahala, I’m used to it.
My shirt no iron, but abeg, who dey look?
I rushed out with dry lips,
Bought gala and one pure water by the junction.
Danfo man shout, “Lekki! Lekki!”
I jump in before him change price.
Headed to the popular Lagos State Nigeria 3rd -Milan Bridge
Long like forever, quiet like trap,
But once you enter, traffic go hug you tight.
No escape, no pity.
Only God knows why this road dey cry every morning.
One keke nearly scratch us.
A woman dey sell plantain chips inside jam.
She knock my glass:
“Buy now, oga. Na sweet one.”
I smiled. She reminded me of my mama warning ⚠️ ⚠️
Clusted furk or not please make sure you remember your way 🏠 😂😂😭😭
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