Wednesday, 31 January 2018

A POEM BY PRECIOUS DEJI-OMOLERE

THE SKY ABOVE ME

The roof above me
The sky above me
The day before me
The future before me
The stress in me
The pain on me
None was as blue,
As the sky always due
It gives me ceasefire
I know, it's no liar 
It is my starting point
It is well spread
I'll go with the blue
Not minding my nature.

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