On some days, the miracle is
getting up, putting one leg in front of the other,
and till 5 pm, holding your breath underwater.
Some days it’s keeping a taut smile
till the walls of your cheeks hurt.
It’s a long meeting, on some days
and not getting lost
in the tunnel of your thoughts.
On some days, the miracle is
breathing fresh air
that does not reek of Lagos.
Some days, it’s making a loved one
laugh on a tough day.
On some days, it’s
the awe of God’s creation
or your chest’s tripping
when that person says I love you.
On some days, the miracle is
all night, watching a Korean series
and in the morning, after two coffees
being a badass all day in the office.
