A poem written by Popoola Matteu Gbotemi. Title :
Higgledy-Piggledy
Our days were dim past colours
Like a shadow to our eyes
Entangle in the dark
Ensnare in the deep oceans
Our path he watches
We mingle with dust
From our bed we fall
Our eyes were powedered with charcoal
Mimicking her style
Born to a world
An holy is a minger
Where pigs leaves with pegeon
Where wrong is proof right
Where right is proof wrong
Our orders of day
Damage,disturb and destroy
When we shall start counting our weaknesses
Alibi of our eyes
My world
Your world
Our world
Where two elephant fights and the grass is uproot
When shall the grass grows.
Popoola Gbotemi
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