SUMMARY BY PRINCE JOE

Stop! Don't kill yourself by dying in a journey
Of marijuana;the fumes are rivers flowing in dismal.

Be still. Quiet. Don't cry.Tears are beginning of droplets' sorrows.

Why would you cut your eyes and pray of no temptation.

Why?

Look into yourself.

What did you see?

A dog dancing into flowers? 

Or a mad woman dispoiled by pig?

No answer?

Listen.

My mother taught me how to hold love with my teeth and not fall-in-love with my eyes.

Dayo left you in emptiness of running blood.

Kunle folded your laps&breasts into a midnight festival.

lawal taught you how to kill your body and have it back.

Failure is a disease but still an opportunity for he who knows how to break a night not in fear of silence.

Then why do we say we are heartbroken?

Stand.stop.don't move.You're not a human anymore.

Only if you learn the language of an infant dying of water.

Then you will know how to keep your heart still.

Protect your pieces of peaceful peace pecking pilgrimage.

Not all streets are painted with misery but a dead bone claiming alive!

Now, talk.blink your eyes.

Burry your silence in your mouth.

Let your saliva sing you a goodbye song.

Songs are poison to brokenness.

As Written by:
Adeniran Joseph
    Prince Joe
       2-0-1-7
[POETRY IS LIFE]

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