That the Roses Petals Never Die.
Not all classrooms have four walls! Life is generally a learning space and it’s no classroom. 2019 came with a whole wheel of emotions, not-too good decisions, achievements, NSYC (Feyi said it’s a ghetto), more writings, some good money was made. In all I made and lost more friends than before. Here are the highlights …
Image: Thomas Colle I'd rather not be in a bug infested room spilt milk on the rugs black cats meowing. Rocking to a sad, sad music Filthy mice with moldy crumbs from dark crevices Reliving the bustle of her past. I'd rather not wander the streets Lost in thoughts Shuffling shriveled feet Scavenging for leftovers …
Dead Places On days when roads are busy with feet I forget places Places I have lived when memories become companies I wander those places But the roads are empty and quiet now Low walls with red bricks Is all I remember of the past Light rains splattering on the sun baked mud …
