Saturday

POETRY: SIMPLY ODDITIES..

A soul is rich only when void of worries. 
I have been fed flowing tales that sailed along with the lorries. 
Man is a vessel for a re-procreated purpose. 
On peaceful terms,he still scants,wary of chaos
Inside the heart lies two life wires. 
Who would you inspire in this dew fire? 

Was it written in the galactical stars? 
That i would stumble upon Noah and join him in his antartical ark.
When a man is fully grown, hand him a diaper. 
The slate is willing but the ink is weak,says the writer. 
We sin in this sinful manner whenever we set sights upon the holy book. 
Hilarious though but no one ever muttered a joke.
Choice is a luxury enjoyed by many. 
The chronic realist,few decades ago once beleived in fairies Broken pipes and leaking containers fraternizing the piety of these deserts. 
Health is wealth so says our peasants.

Written and Scripted by. Abidemi Oyewole 
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