Monolith

Our house is made of glass

Should have opted for brass

Old Nick cannot grow past

Throwing  fast stones

Old Nick can’t seem to cease

Wielding pebbles

He wants to be gentle

But not weak as lentil

He wants to be manly

He wants it so badly

He is a bit hurried

Much as he is worried

And wondering

What he will carve

With the monolith

We  all gave to him

 

GBOLABO ADETUNJI/ AYOKA

 

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