8th of Dec. Over twenty years ago Rumor mongers said Ill come and go. A nine month load was delivered in Dec 8 Nine month of rigorous tour A day to remember. Is that particular 8 of Dec. A day of blood and water erosion A day of un reciprocated emotion I was crying My mother was smiling. What a contradiction With no explanation. Sank and watched in a pool of wool Wondering like a fool without tool Needed not to be punched before i cry. I cried for a country so dry. Persistent thanks giving in the atmosphere like sonorous song like they have all awaited me for long A day when the angel were happy Even satan had no choice than to rejoice with them A festive atmosphere all because of a gem. A day who night was full of lighting accompanied with a sequential dew whose glory was brighting. The moon singing , the stars in a dance quest like kegites entertaining a guest. A day when the ground felt like cracking. Responding to echoes of dogs barking A day when all tress bowed. Eclipse showed the mood swing of the cloud Heroes are not easy to find. # Dec born ,we are one of a kind . Smile. Happy birthday to me ( prince Adeleye Adedayo Alubarika )
Posted on: Mon, 08 Dec 2014 06:05:36 +0000