My Mind
My mind is like waves
it knocks at every shore
hippos in the water
fish swimming within
divers in their leisure
scientists on study tour
feel the pitch of my mind
but no one is offended
sometimes it gets space
that is when it rejoices
yet when it attempts to fill
the gaps in existence
to give meaning to reality
primitive waves rise up
wanting to swallow it
mind’s mouth is censured
attempts to open and talk are
dangerous games of turmoil
Copyright © Solomon Ochwo-Oburu | Year Posted 2017
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