2019

Another day to trash, bag, dump, and live
Another figure for a brainy’s sleeve
Another time to stuff an open box
Play blunt scissors, white papers and hard rocks
What you would hear is what you should believe.

The life of man is what the heart conceive(s)
Dusk, and dawn brings a freshness to perceive
It brings a blank sheet, and a door for knocks
Another day to –

Behind a closed door, nobody can leave
The ants gather, and rest on new year’s eve
Only a shepherd can speak to his flocks
It’s three fifty-five, time differs on all clocks
It’s almost dawn, after a dark long eve.
Another day to –

Victor Oyedele