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Ambivalent
AMBIVALENT
The swallowing of a morsel can't be justified
If the stomach still hurts.
Scorpion– the shining demon,
who doesn't stop until it’s quashed
applauds as it was filled with goosebumps.
A dog with two tails–yet barks,
and they say the future of the unknown
Is seen by Accompaniment of tears with personal growth.
Yet– the flame went down through us.
Come rain or shine,
A new Renaissance needs to be found
To a land proposed with happiness
In a wide dark bush filled with bitter leaf.
Yeh! the old Renaissance
The assumed room temperature was hugged.
some bellied up while a few fell on the wrong side of the grass.
Who knows!
If I will bite the dust before then!
Time flies like an arrow
No money– yet parties flowed like never before
No Food– yet waste bins overflowed with food remnants
Nothing to write home about
But bittersweetness is to be remembered
Peace be unto us that made it,
To that decade we never thought we could overcome
Surely another mountain shall stand against an egg,
Enthralling to see the new resolution.
©Fawass Olalekan Adelabu
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Fawass Adelabu
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