Just Echoes
In my house
I look like a scanty pack
In my hood
I look like van of fortunes
These are what I sees as lay down pride
Throughout the dusk before the dawn I springle the whole cuts of my tiny echelon
Wondering what’s not going to take me out of moves
Then someone as one say look up
Up at that upper level you’d think it’s not yours to attain
You have all it takes and what it contains to be one great successful fountain
Then smile take through my heart,my face and my mouth speaks Abundantly.
Copyright © Olaniyi Victor | Year Posted 2023
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