That the Roses Petals Never Die.
In a faraway land where the sands are red Where the tree branches are wide Enough for men to take naps where animals make their homes where strangers are no longer strangers and wanderers wander no more We screw up our faces seeing strangers Two moons back A young lady visited the neighborhood Luring lads and …
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 …
