Ifeanyichukwu Dominion Anyabolu Poet Free verse

Jungles

JUNGLES  


Hear Oh thou weaklings, 
Listen you old men that still sucks breast, 
And feeds on food meant for infants, 
At a certain age, 
An infant leaves his mother’s bosom and craves for other food, 
But your heads are still cleaved to mother’s bosom, 
Beware lest u make yourself to be a puppy.  
The battle is for the fittest, 
But victory is for those who persists till the end, 
Gird your waists with belt and never be weary, 
For the journey ahead of you is long. 
Allow not the wind to blow you away. 

 
    ANYABOLU IFEANYI DOMINION GENTLE 
              A.D 2019, 18 MAR

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