"Sit Awhile"

"Sit Awhile"

Sit awhile,  

not because the work is finished,  

but because your spirit is tired  

of being measured in deadlines.

The city will not wait for you.  

Abuja will keep honking,  

keep building,  

keep chasing the next bill,  

the next alert,  

the next “urgent 2” email.  

Let it.

You are not the traffic.  

You are the driver who decides  

when to pull over.

Remember when you thought  

being busy meant being important?  

When you counted love  

in how fast you replied,  

and peace  

in how full your calendar was?

Unlearn that.  

Worth is not a meeting.  

It does not need an agenda.  

It lives in the quiet,  

between your ribs,  

in the way you keep going  

even when your laptop dies at 7%.

Sit awhile.  

Let the sun touch the parts of you  

that KPIs cannot reach.  

Let the wind take the speech  

you’ve been practicing in the shower  

since Sunday night.  

Let it carry it away.

You are not late.  

You are becoming.  

And becoming is slow.  

It is groundnuts wrapped in paper.  

It is a mango tree  

that takes ten rainy seasons  

to give shade,  

but when it does,  

it feeds a whole street.

So sit.  

Not to quit.  

But to remember  

what you are working for.  

The small chops after the presentation.  

The clap from a stranger who felt seen.  

The night you chose sleep  

over one more slide.

One day you will forget  

the password you reset three times.  

You will forget the email marked “high importance.”  

But you will remember the bench.  

The sticky note.  

The moment you told the truth  

and the room listened.

So today,  

between the running and the resting,  

choose the bench.  

Choose the pause.  

Choose yourself.

Sit awhile.  

The world can manage without you  

for ten minutes.  

But you cannot manage  

without you.

Breathe.  

You are already here.  

And that is end..