...Detention

distanced we sat, barred from
spoken words
masked, our lives became one
volume of thoughts race
our troubled minds
ideas,
morphed into forms
flow among us

...unspoken,
we had said volumes
neither by mouth nor scribbles
of our dried fountains
we have rocked minds;
and shared unchained thoughts
... who can seal or hold in captive
a troubled mind

by Chime Hilary Uchenna

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Comments (2)

Amazing composition. Love it.
Clap, clap, clap - for a fellow Nigerian, you impress me.