A Walk Hand-In-Hand Elbow On Shoulder

Poem By Eziudo Michael Nwachukwu

Let's do the walk
When the eve is come and the night visits
When the cool air brushes our faces to pull up a smile
Makes us perceive the fresh aroma of our colognes when any of us trails a little in front
When the heat and the hits of the day have died down
And we're no longer under the pressure of the rush hours
And the honking of the busy cars
Or we take another road where cars won't find us to shower dust on us or naked us with their headlamps
Yes, we take the street where we can freely let the breeze that pass by caress our hairs and tickle our armpits
Let's do the walk

Then when we're coming from rehearsals or meetings or functions
Though tired but free and knowing there's nothing to rush home for
Even when there are
We brush them aside knowing we would have work with us forever
But same companionship may not remain forever so
And so no matter how late we'd get home we won't regret
Because it was a time well used in happiness
And if happiness is all that matters then
Let's do the walk

We gist and laugh and our voices resound in the quiet streets
And we won't drown the deafening silence when it is to give rise to bedroom whispers
That only us can hear
And our hearts understand
Then when we're lead to sing the songs that one of us raised looking into each other's eyes even when it's dark we can't see
Let's do the walk

A walk hand-in-hand elbow on shoulder
Is one upon which pleasant memories are written
And greater bonds knotted
Success ideas birthed from many thinking and many wondering
Oh what medicine to the soul
Let's do the walk always so our friendship band can hold tightly
Let's do the walk every often if happiness is all that matters
Shall we?

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