Thorns shook me to bleed
Winter harmattan failed to dry the flow
Endlessly I felt battered
Newer each day
The mountains to pull
Young is transforming

Save me; cry I aloud
Endure, said he to me
Violate I the rule?
Eleven hundred questions I asked
Thankful I remain
Endless joy will I practice
Evolved to revolve
Never will I go back.

by Asaolu Abayomi

Comments (2)

Asaolu, such an interesting write👍👍👍
Evolve to revolve................nice