Neutral Notion
Wind blows to set strain apart.
Yet, sheep joyfully bear it a cross.
Hardly do they mind to depart,
Rather tag the fight posse.
Im not fake.
I bake natural cake.
It may really ache
And take time- for a sake
But never been opaque.
With joy, pen swims through tunnel:
For sacrifice, mind walks through the valley;
Fastening pages to the trunnel,
Trading lines and stanzas energy for galley.
Outpouring enough through grace funnel...
Flying birds, quills feather.
Chirping sounds good a say,
In all kinds of troubling weather.
Knowledge grows not grey.
Don't just know YOU:
Somewhat stupid and funny, a star.
Not only in all you do,
People choose to write you memoir.
Copyright © Olabosoye Wemimo Olaoluwa | Year Posted 2022
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