My Eyes Conversing Away (London Summer)
Just an innocent morning
Mindful of my path of the pavement.
Two legs conveying matter,
Overtook me just overtime
'Yanch! ! '
My eyes shout out conspicuously.
Being conspicuous by my absence
I walked in akimbo, mouth opened
In borrowed-eyes, I watched
My two eyes conversing wide awake
Without my conscience!
Speaking in Ijaw language,
Yanch tell all the story to my eyes
Beautifully told with silent music
With loud dance steps-
And Sidewards at random manners.
Spare me some breaths!
I will prove my innocent, eyes guilty
My breaths died, buried for seconds
Befriend my eyes, you'll see better
So Wholly guilty of innocent
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