Day by day,
living in a known way.
what a stereotyped creature,
so dull to see the future.
Bound to stay on Earth. Full.
Jupiter could have been cool.
What a zombie, giving one chance.
yet the fool still dance.
Today young, tomorrow old.
Who would help mould,
to be stable as gold.
Man, carry your lumpy load.

by Adewole Olaniyi

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