The Other Half of Me
THE OTHER HALF OF ME
Nature is a wonder to behold
Like a grasp of a raw gold
Not even its existence can get old
With attributes of warm, hot and cold
Its voice whispers; these are halves of me
Warm! I'm a mixture
preferably, a relieved pain
More of what can't be captured in one picture
Holding the balance is my only gain
cold and hot are halves of me
I'm always angry
of misbehavior, immorality and lies
I'm a friend of binary
Come close to get hurt or be wise
Pain and temper are part of me
Call me a perfect gentleman
Maybe the dense gentleman!
Easily taken advantage of because of my nature
Most bodies hate to be me but loves my nomenclature
This is the most vulnerable half of me
Each half of me can be fair, good and bad
Depending on your encounter
If you've had all and still see me beautifully bald
Then, you are the other half of me...
Copyright © Adetunji Olanrewaju | Year Posted 2018
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