ORI by Adedayo Adeyemi Agarau
this poem is untitled the voice of a young boy stands tall in the noise of this troubled market. Divide for him a portion of destiny He is tired of...
LIVING FOSSIL
In our eyes, you're a white garment Laced with a green robe At your feet, our heart tingles We thought, you are why The birds sings; Their kingdom's bully Akoni,...