The Dead Me

THE DEAD ME. Right in the middle of the day He appeared from no way Beating my sleep away. Its been a long day Of me smashing and breaking clay Trying to get away from the dismay. What's happening?,i asked What have i done? Where is your phone? He asked authoritatively. I took to my heels swiftly My phone has been stolen 'A text that you were invovled in an accident was sent from your phone yesterday' Thought you were travelling yesterday He showed me a message Which confirmed me dead What!!!,i'm i dead? Phone ringing, Its your sister calling She and your dad have been to every hospital in Osun In search for their sun Like i was ever missing The stupid boy is here sleeping He picked the call Handing the phone over to me. Her voice was without strenght Can imagine her fear even with her not in sight Adedoyine!,she exclamated Then the call ended He reached for the phone again Streching out his hands,punching me again I could feel his fear and love From his heavy crudling punch You had better die, Looking at the death message again And looked at me,like only my voice remain...!