LOVING MYSELF
by Daniel Ajayi
Like the birds fleeing in desert
Like the slave in king’s palace
Like mama loving to stay in village
Like the rich men of Lagos
Like the syndrome of my mind sheered
I gave up the pain to sacrificially gain
the heart of loving oneself
crooked as there be hurdles of breakage
coming with stretches, even in beautiful time
I learned to seek my deep interest so I won’t go astray
During time of go
dug a well of hope for me to cope
got troubled in distress, wildlife of care elopes me
It could be depraved if it wasn’t on a verge moment
The military men of Israeli couldn’t do better here
Yes, I stick to risk, in loving myself
LOVING MYSELF
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Daniel Ajayi is a graduate from Republic of Benin and delirious about writing. He has core interest in writing poems making him a writer and poet. He currently resides in Nigeria where he spends his free time in writing, reading, counselling and researching His poems have been published on BraveartsAfrica,The Parousia Magazine, Indianperiodical, to mention but a few.
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