Feyisayo Anjorin

Rookie (April 29,1983 / Akure, Nigeria)

Johannesburg - Poem by Feyisayo Anjorin

Writing on the walls of history
In the city of gold,
keeps you on your toes
fixes your eyes on your goals.

Give the flesh to the soul,
And give the spirit the key;
But never sell your soul
In the city of gold.

A word spoken,
Like an egg broken;
Break eggs in the city of gold,
Your secret whispers will soon be known.

Taste the wine and the bile,
Drain the strength of your breath,
But never end like the vile
In the city of gold.




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  • Rookie - 142 Points Joseph Poewhit (9/30/2009 3:53:00 AM)

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 8, 2012


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