Limited
Speak, speak yes nobody
will listen to a sound
of yours and too your foot steps
if it means to be here
or there
because there is
something fake concerning
a card that is blinking how
and still oh!
for there is a blinking
red light on, indicating
that there is a colouration
in electricity
could it be that is a way
noned, since
time immemorial
oh! you may dust
but not this daughter
for a straight
line
boldly uncorruptible
and serve in truth and love.
Copyright © Bamanga Bashir | Year Posted 2021
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