You are the company you keep. Take heed lest you be
deceived. We are warned very often, against wolves in sheep clothing. Nigerians
would warn “shine your eyes”.
UNREAL BAD GUYS
For the love of life, for the love of flashy rides, for the
love of clean wears and glittery accessories,
DO ERA.
Look into your soul, dig deep into your earth, the very
substance of your being, and you will find the riches, the abundant wealth
there in, lying waste,
Loose Touch
You touched me and I
lost you. We loved, cared, or so we thought we did, but we never dared,

so we
never thought to be dead. We tried to dare, not come bare, not totally, and the
signs we only imagined began to surface. They came to bare, taking predominance,
dominating what we felt or thought we held dear and sacred, and was seemingly
to us, untouchable. Always alive.
We yearned for it
together, in our heads. We saw it coming, we saw it happen, but we never
thought it to hurt or rather, we refused to think it will hurt. When we dared,
we questioned. We questioned our fears, the possibilities, the beauties and the
worst. Our hearts told us we must not see it through to the end, but we just
wanted to have a taste of the “prior”, a “pre”, a “fore”, and scale the
actuality of plausibility. It is good, yet our hearts dread what happens in
full time.
Now apart, seems we
are, to a fall in our minds, and though we hope for the best, reality seems
foggy, so we are unsure of what reality truly is or might end up to be.
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