Walls Crumbling

Walls Crumbling

         In my

room I stayed
thinking about
what the world
said I’d get
during my first
meeting with it
after the New Yam festival…

After many
years of chasing
the luscious winds
with rotund breasts
I…found…out…my… foolscap… has…grown…bald…again…!

Each time
I build a strong
Wall….it comes
C
R
U
M
B
L
I
N
G
!

Bard Tosin Morakinyo

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