Posted by wole oladipupo on
just looks like it
maybe its blue and has a metal voice
this is not this is not green
a fall
it is a moment before a glass breaks
and the world swivels all around
this isnt their moon it is ours
recall those nights when we kissed in its glow
and their much talked about sunlight
we kept in the picnic basket
amidst sweet fruits and fresh nuts
bread crusts brought forth the working ants
with a well spread cloth on mothers bosom
this is not knowing a locust from a mantis
or credit as debit
this is knowing the salty ocean water
may wash your back
but it wont take your shame wth it........