Response to Lyambee Aorabee’s “Faisal”

STRANDED

The mind can hold;
Conversations
The lips would never dare
Build colorful castles
The arm can never mould
Birth, nurse and kill
All at the same time
What the eyes see
Might not be real, my dear
If I show you my mind,
Would you be able to behold it?

Force should be subtle
And if softness cannot work
Then walking away should
Under the same sun and moon
I waited all day, and all night long.

Victor Oyedele