Runs Girl By Obinna Omotayo
She runs,
And never stops
For each time she catches her breath
There is a voice, urging:
Run, run, run,
Runs girl.
She runs,
And never stops
For each time she catches her breath
There is a voice, urging:
Run, run, run,
Runs girl.
Poetry is a monk in a bar, a nun in a chalet. Poetry
is not poetry until it breaks the writer, until the
writer lose himself in the lines of his thoughts; A stubborn
beer that breaks the mug