Drunk In Self
Duet between Omodele Oluwabunmi and Wems Henry Temmy speaks... cautiously
OmO
Mother, I forget not thy words
When I was a score and half a dozen
“My daughter, let your heart hold my teaching "
But my heart was weak; as time flies, it holds it not.
Then, the forest seems to be the road in my sight.
WHT
Please, be not mad to treat me like bastards
For how long shall we keep fussing...?
When no one wants to hear my heart breathing
Nor the running of tears so hot,
Though my acts are impolite.
OmO
Father, I remembered those five words
“receive instruction in wise dealing"
But my ears were on strike then
So it hear you not
For the dog that will lost won't hear the whistle of the hunter.
WHT
Teachers' blood may deny the nerds
But ethics will break the limit of advancing
Into making classroom turns Bullpen
Where no one fears swat
Meanwhile, each had become an adapter
OmO
I grew older to become foolish
The mouths that brought me up smell to me
The words that comes from it
Become the dirt I washed away
I become a foolish daughter of a wise parents
WHT
In my wisest choice, decision grows childish
Yet, can not change the mindset not to be
The box that harbor things just to fit
Into the folder of a permeable Cache
Like reasonable pride of deviants
OmO
I disowned the advice of my parents
Then adopted the advice of friends
My heart released the advice of my parents
But breathe in the advice of friends.
WHT
That in peers influence, I grew wings dissident
Beyond what an external check can blend
And with time; in tease, am an entrant
Watching how well I can teach myself as a docent
OmO
Now, my life is crashing,
And my friends are laughing at my calamity
Tears become my daily food
With no one to take away my tears.
WHT
For all I tried trashing
To shape life's conformity
Till all turned to be good
Only stress cure lane to gear repairs
OmO
Let the tears of the foolish daughter,
Flow round the world
Not to add more water to the rivers
But to teach the young ones lesson
WHT
And chase the wayward away from traps of the slaughters
With regards to take heed when situations whirled
What more are pro. drivers
If license and experiences don't winks when speed is to be lessen
©® OmO/WHT
Copyright © Olabosoye Wemimo Olaoluwa | Year Posted 2022
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