Treasure Island

Matthias Pantaleon

(August 24,1984 / Oronija Island, Nigeria)

Memoirs Of A Songstress


Home is where every song
Ends at the right foot
Where every dirge is an instant classic
That begins with the left foot

Home is where we use to dance
With our back bend
Hips swing like palms in the winds
And men cheer wit’ desire in their eyes

Alas, we’re old and weak
But memories as these are never forgotten with time
Our minds still remember those steps we use to make
And men still look at us wit’ admiration

Submitted: Wednesday, April 03, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, March 25, 2014

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