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BASE IN WORDS - Akinyemi “Asapen” Akinmusire
I tried scribbled words to the ears,
It seems my mind just went blank,
It seems there are just blank spaces,
Sorry words, where do you think you are going?
Well I don’t know!
Seems I need a break,
Why?
Words, you serenade souls,
Words, you flow endlessly,
Words, you spark light in darkness,
Words, you shape people,
Words, you bind wounded hearts,
Words, you give hope,
But now the pen you use is losing ink.
What?
All of a Sudden?
Well I guess it is too early.
Why not refill the ink?
OK!
Where do I purchase the refill?
Who do I tell of the insecurities in my words?
Mr. Inspiration are you still there?
Mrs. Motivation won’t you come in?
I was told I needed to apply a base coat of thoughts,
So I went to the base of words operation,
I found thoughts built on the base of solid rocks of words,
And every single officer of words, loves, cherishes his base,
So I sat in my corner,
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