Childhood
Free like the birds in the sky
Tender like a newly budded tulip
A clear minded soul with no grudges felt
Bouncing here and there with naïve eye
Missingly missing those “maami’s” cuddles
Her warmth sweet bitter lineage appraisal
That at dawn interrupts my sweet voyage
And in turn gets me singing “one, two, buckle my shoe”
I can’t help but remember
“Baami’s” whip each time I go wild
Oxymoronically beating me, telling me not to cry
Now tasty but then sour
Driving along the street with rolling tyres
Handly cushioning the rain
Dancing all around the hood with pant but no shame
With much within to aspire
YEMI AFO( 2017)
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