Category : Poems

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I
My future not yet certain,
For my present is undefined.
Roaring in the wasp for air,
I inhaled and exhaled
All to get tramped in my clueless self.
II
Days of chains and claws got behind,
Tales they turned for its origin couldn't be felt,
The wounds are gone,
But the scars forever remain raw,
For my fears grow wings even in my fearless state.
III
Tick tock, time passed,
Chirmed not for regret, for the fight for life is over.
Beneath our feet lies the beginning of another war,
Claimed my identity got soaked in an art of war.
IV
With all dead carcassing identities,
All i discovered was my survival,
With it they felt if I'm a hulk or alien,
Well, I'm from earth just like any other,
But WHAT ON EARTH AM I HERE FOR?
. 
Thomas Oluwatosin
©Fearless Lines