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WHERE DO I GO?

My trails, worn by travails
I was born in a cornerstone
close to the rail.
I grew up not missing the
dances in the rain.
For my navel home wasn't
inline with the terrace
The sun and rain, all starts
and fades in my face

Still,
I was in no race
Had no experience of a meal
Lived on crumbs of any means
All i have was thin, no thick

The writings on the walls
Salvaged me through the
pronunciation of words
Suddenly!!!!
It was war
The rights of the cutlass was
usurped by the swords

All my beloved are gone
Now, where do I go?
My aliveness is iffy
On my skin are plenty of
blotches
Where do I go, my shadow
soaked with jinxes.

Poet - Olajire Damilola Muyideen
(Smiling)

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