21-11-2016 : Phases

Held in traffic, hungry, a bit tired and very uncomfortable, I looked through the window of the interstate “danfo” bus in which I sat, sandwiched with 11 other passengers and a scruffy looking conductor. I knew I had had it. I wasn’t sure I could take more, I wasn’t even willing to. The memoirs of my life as a Lagos …

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Many words but none to speak,

Many thoughts but none to leak.

An open heart yet enclosed

A loving heart indisposed.

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