TEMPESTS.For Abdulbasit Olasunkami
You cannot see the walls that part
you with another world if you
haven't live. and you cannot see
your smile without feeling from inside.
You have worn a body today:
the preciousness of afterbirth —
a host of pearly mothers, because
your brightness/success is sacred.
You are another world, beloved
because you are yourself at night
when you are as the naked night.
your manhood struggles, it is you.
It struggles for a reason and
you're a purpose. you're nobody
yet a tempest longing for calmness
cos you can only make yourself.
Akinwale Peace Akindayo