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Akin Jegede Poem
Addicted,she strove for sobriety.
Afflicted,she cried
Eyes swollen,body itching
For another dose yet.
So I ask,me as a substance
Hey, is it me?
Is it you?
Or is it us?
At me,she looked
Akin, I love you
Leave her,come to me
I have, yet you don't feel like I'm here with you
So,you see, I'm not him you seek
I'm a mirage you're waiting to grab
I will never be real
No matter how fast you drive before I vanish
Your meal, I've garnished
Yet, always will.
But your spoon leads to your heart
Not your mouth
That's why it bleeds
Redirect your thought,love
I'm a friend, I can only be loved
Not coveted
Copyright © Akin Jegede | Year Posted 2016
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Akin Jegede Poem
As great as I am
Please bear my pride
Can't live out with it
Mean,can't live without it
Stricken Down
Like a puppet in the puppeteer's
Like nothing, as a musketeers
crawling with blood smeared,pain in arrears
So risen,looking at the battle ground,bare
Swore,never to again fall,there
Walking as swords saw men off
into two, and into tombs
Never touched, I was proud
Evidence of a strength,they suspect
So men opened the way,all around
Crawling dead,battered with wounds, even groaned and rolled away,aside for a great
So I stepped,Never felt this
So honored,Crown,none,eternal furlough
So maybe, Pride is a belief
That you are who you are not,
So I choose,resteering the steer,remembering of she that fell,the titanic who God couldn't fall, but struck, so falls
To make up and to believe
So since then ,in honour, was received
Copyright © Akin Jegede | Year Posted 2016
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