Monday, September 29, 2025

HATTHORN

We look from gloom
couldn't see afore
worried we became
Eccentric and despondency became our friend

We couldn't see
We unveiled and hat on
We rejoiced and merry
Alas! A thorn in hat
Erosion of blood gully down

We bath in our joy of agony
We comfort another 
This is but for a while 
We dine with our trespasses 
We bade farewell to the night
Hoping for a dawn of uncertainty 
We left as we came

@Oladecious Ade
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HATTHORN

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