Cursed Poem by Oluwatosin Richard Shiba Aribo

Cursed



This world moves at the speed of an
Electric train,
My world floats like a bubble
Bouncing off texcote walls,
Before the train stops
Or my world pops,
I am cursed to continue
Till l exhaust expression of mind

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