insight

NOTE : Do not copy or paste this write-up anywhere else this is purely the work of Omotayo Taofiq Suleman (unedited version) 5:45am The alarm clock at my bed side had done it job perfectly by waking me from a horrible dream, horrible indeed……. A dream in which I saw myself locked-up in a coffin and was being lowered down six feet below. Within the coffin which I lay helplessly I could still hear wailing of friends and relatives. Indeed I was the cause for the sorrowful gathering. I felt I was dead but I knew I was still alive, I could not breath, I was suffocating. I could neither move nor shout like I had been spell bond within the horrible dark coffin. Suddenly, I felt a mysterious wind rush through my pores causing a great fright within my body system….. very strong, very sharp and very mischievous something whispered into my ears “IT IS TIME”  I awoke with sweat and fear all over me, ‘it is time!….. it is time!….. but time for what’? I asked myself as I was still lay