In the great market place of minds,
Emptiness and echo loiter around.
Silver bowl of milk and honey rusts away.
Zealous fingers are limp in idleness.
A forest has become desert,
So that the boss can gorge his constipated stomach.
Written by: Kunle Omope
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson
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