Learnt you came looking for me at the old address
I live there no more
Told you were in shabby dress
I wear tatters no more
Heard you wore a long face
I deal with sadness no more
Perceived you saw no trace
I deal with your type no more
Felt you, too, had moved on
I am rising up and higher
Suprised you chose to stay on
I am leaving them behind and jumping higher
Olaniyi G. Akanji
(c) 2016
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