Wrapped closely and
tightly,
Round your tiny finger
are thoughts,
Round your little finger are opinion said and unsaid,
Round your little finger are opinion said and unsaid,
Just squared of thoughts,
Rather whispering of
gossips,
Laced up your tiny finger,
With you dictating tunes of
war,
An instrument as good
as you,
'As you said you run the
world’, in your tiny mind
Wrapping all to tiny finger
of power,
your unsavoury
talent,
A little here, a little
there,
of gossip and snitching,
happily sandwiching all,
Round your tiny finger are
your withered dreams,
Your
uninspired aspiration, Your vent of others' success,
With your crooked finger
angled by haunting and
Taunting dreams,
With wrinkles dragged of
your tired face,
With wrinkles dragged of
your tired life,
And faded patches of your
chimney self
Wake up! Wake up!! There is
more to life than this.
(c) Funmi Adeyemo February 2017
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