Sashimi is delectable
My nose and its smell are
Serenity of the rivers sassafras
makes me comfortable.
But when the scrimmage
The beautifulness is gone and
the oddness comes in.

I want a Earth not a Heart
The heart flee when strucked.
But the earth stays even
when burnt
I am scared to grow
I don’t want to wrinkle, just want
my skin to glow

I hate birthday wishes
When I remember its life I
I cower and judge with no cases
Cyanide I consumed, but
dying I didn’t.
This life is too catastrophic
I regret coming into it and
taking it as a comic.

Poet – Olajire Damilola Muyideen
©Olajire Damilola Muyideen

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