“Basically, my life inspired this poem. My desires that I thought were different but are still all the same. Nothing really changes. We take step after step into nothing different, just revolving”. – Akinmola Toluwani Favour
Please enjoy the poem and watch out for Single’s world tomorrow.
From the day my backside was spanked to bring a sound,
Down to the time I crawled to escape those that walked,
To when I actually walked but ended up on someone’s back,
From the point I ran to get my uniforms on for school,
Till the point my new prison out wear was a pointer to terrible days ahead in my prison,
To when all I wanted was freedom,
Freedom not like the Zulus, but freedom more like not following the rules,
I wanted to taste life not from my mother’s pot, but from my own pot.
I fancied the universe city they always talked about
That city where all was universal and life was at your approval,
From that point of breaking from my prison and dropping my wears, I jumped into another wear,
The feeling of déjà vu was unexplainable, am back to where it all started,
Step by step I thought I had evolved, but step by step I have actually revolved,
I still get spanked to make a sound,
Still crawled to get away from those that walked, and with all my crawling I still survive on someone’s back,
Lest I omit the fact that I still where a uniform, and freedom is just a fiction,
Step by step, I need to conclude that we just revolve not evolve.
After.
