Posted by Bako James Dele on
Living triangle thriving by the sun for nine,
Where you own all,but could be put to the knife;
Erupt,erupt as still as a volcano or exploded mine,
To a busy world where you own nothing but your life.
Among all beings lowly and prominent,you are an icon.
Unreliable as trust,you place higher than a goal;
Among infinite horses,you are an unicorn,
More than all gas molecules,sand grains,water and shoal.
You live in all things,living and non-living,though,can’t be measured:
You won all challenges but with none wrestle –
You give pleasure without seizure.You’re a treasure!
You learn to rest,but all your life you hustle.
No one can contain all the air in a can;
No one I sure know,no other,but the uncountable man.