Will you willingly walk westward
if life goes beyond simple surds?
Will you whisk with the wings of the wind
if the music should refuse to sing?
Will you insist on taking your leave
if my finances should become bereaved.
Will my humble heart still be your home
if a rash reality can't help but roam.
Quality questions quiver within my soul
as inquisitiveness desperately digs a hole.
Will you still be always there
if happiness has no room to spare?
Though your loyalty is without a doubt.
The truth lies only within your mouth.
Tell me, will you still simply stay
if abundance apparently abandons my way?
These are very few questions
turning my mind to a stormy ocean.
Will your answer always be affirmative
if good days become victims of sedatives?
- Badmus Lanre
- Badmus olanrewaju
- Poetic assassin