Saw I a Sage
Saw I a sage,
In his frowny tumult age.
'Life begots what you conceive',
Said he,as my air he perceived.
Lost in this eulogy,
I pine for oratory.
c.2017
Copyright © Adeyemi Joshua | Year Posted 2017
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