Femi Joey Oloidi Poet Personification

End of Sleep

I have chose, to pick up my 
head,
hand,
bulls,
leg,
and the particles which trooped off from my brain while sleeping,
         and stand by my inspiration

For I have sheepishly
slept enough,
slipped enough,
and crawled enough

The days of my sleep, 
has come to ‘Rest in Pieces’
because,
I shall never lay still, 
no more,
for I have found the missing effervescent tools. 
which I have been searching for in my long-term, day and ray dreams

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