Treasure Island

Feyisayo Anjorin

(April 29,1983 / Akure, Nigeria)

Akure


Words are beautiful,
Some things are more than words;
Words could bind like cords,
Words could capture and keep in bounds.


Who says words wont fly in the air
Like arrows in a battlefield?
We would build a shield with words,
Words served our enemies, words are our friendly shield;
We will gird ourselves with the words of our lovers.


Akure,
The name of my town;
We lay down our swords and kill with words,
Chocolate brown, cocoa brown, hilly town,
We are born to build and kill with words.

Submitted: Wednesday, May 09, 2012
Edited: Sunday, May 13, 2012
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