A Quarter Of My Quota Poem by Ayandare Mayowa

A Quarter Of My Quota



My ears as a waiter to her boss
My words as of water to his soul

My pen be a meddler in your world
My lines sure will not take sides in your war

Your world, my world, our worth
My gift shall put it into words
To my world, a quarter of my humble quota.

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