Ambivalent

AMBIVALENT The swallowing of a morsel can't be justified If the stomach still hurts. Scorpion– the shining demon, who doesn't stop until it’s quashed applauds as it was filled with goosebumps. A dog with two tails–yet barks, and they say the future of the unknown Is seen by Accompaniment of tears with personal growth. Yet– the flame went down through us. Come rain or shine, A new Renaissance needs to be found To a land proposed with happiness In a wide dark bush filled with bitter leaf. Yeh! the old Renaissance The assumed room temperature was hugged. some bellied up while a few fell on the wrong side of the grass. Who knows! If I will bite the dust before then! Time flies like an arrow No money– yet parties flowed like never before No Food– yet waste bins overflowed with food remnants Nothing to write home about But bittersweetness is to be remembered Peace be unto us that made it, To that decade we never thought we could overcome Surely another mountain shall stand against an egg, Enthralling to see the new resolution. ©Fawass Olalekan Adelabu