Where Are You Going
A beautiful grass
I saw and touched
and said to it
" where are you going? "
because of its wildness
because of its harmfulness
because of its velocity
and acceleration
Oh! my life
what could have
been that folly world
where snakes sure would have been hiding
amidst a kingdom
then who could have
been the most likely
target?.
Copyright © Bamanga Bashir | Year Posted 2021
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