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The Cost

A screeching halt
Reflecting and re-evaluating
Taking stock of what is left and what you’ve lost
Counting the cost of what you’ve gained,
Was it worth it? Is this all you get?

Today, you’re alive uncertain of the future
Today, you carry your cross, the cross you gained along the way
You wonder which loss was worth the cross…
The exchange!
The substitute for something better,
Or so you’d thought.
But was it worth it?

The one you dropped along the way,
Dead-weight you called it and
Picked a lighter parcel….
‘It is quality that matters, not quantity’
You’d tried to convince yourself
To assure yourself you made the right choice…

Now, yesterday’s quality is today’s dead-weight
And so you muse,
Was it worth it?
Your losses over the years it seems
Outnumbers your gains
And once again with a heavy heart
You count the cost

You’ve lost treasures while gathering rubbles
You forgot to live life while chasing a mirage
Was it worth it?
Is this all you could have gotten?
Teary-eyed, you turn around
And hope to God it isn’t too late
To find the real life you’d left behind.
© Joel Ogunjimi ²⁰¹⁶



I am an avid reader and a student of stoicism. I believe we are more powerful than we give ourselves credit, and the limits of our power are still to be discovered. I have a deep interest in the study of the brain and the mind.

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