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UNTOUCHED - Adebola Samuel
With an artless soul
and uncouth eyes
but with guarded notions
I learnt not to thrill in the aftermath of a grand shower
With untrained sense
and vulnerable soul
but with restrained whims
I learnt not to elate in the radiance of a sunny day
With plain imagination
and bland savour
but untold disturbance
I learnt to endure the chilling hands of a merry season
Seasons happen to all
and clock ticks for all
but not to me
I’d rather not be raised, slumbering through seasons of life
Adebola Samuel
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