This Life
I will speak of the cauldron
though am of no form of debating
of the cavity between the man and the mind
more to say of the suppressed smile and secret laughter
clear the feet of all non-proliferation
cos` the head is gradually getting full of non-conformity
despise and under the vocalization if thou care
so thou can keep on underwriting the mind of an undertaker
skin-grafting,prof-ligating,huffing and puffing
now back to the hustlers quote
"Life has gone through so much vagary"
en devour to metamorphose your rhythms
avoiding the temptation to join the melee
going, going, gone.
Copyright © Daniel Okafor | Year Posted 2010
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