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TOO TIRED TO FIGHT AGAIN - Opemipo Akinsoyinu
I saw you enter into the yellow box
You sat, head down, guess you were
On with your phone again. I watched
Forlornly, lost in the presence of now
In the middle of the road, I dashed back
Death! Not today. I walked across reminiscing
On my life. Friendships, finances, failures
And the future, what is the name of the fear
Holding me back?
I entered my house
Greeted by the noisome wave
Of uncertainty. Where does the road
Lead from here?
I am powerless
I am loveless
I am a stranger, even here
in my own home
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