My Day
Nature looks weary abut the boom gate
Like a faithful prostitute dun for her pay
With hand on cheek, the other wave way
By ageless sky con beloving gaze
And Sam to Delilah, a giant betrayed
In boneless bliss, made Achilles to heel
What fate the peep to me had brought?
When time..., yet permits me to decide
To crisscross between heaven and earth.
©Yusuf, A.O.?
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