Treasure Island

Ralph O'Grantson

(27th march / Ghana)

Sleep


sleep my fellow sleep
your eyes are bulging
your body is craving for
sleep my fellow sleep
your eyelids are wary
they feel so heavy
sleep my fellow sleep
you force them open
but their doors still closing
sleep my fellow sleep
your conscience has departed
you see nothing but blackness
sleep my fellow sleep
your head gains weight
and drops till you wake
sleep my fellow sleep
you rise to your bed
give in and dropp dead
you are asleep my fellow asleep

Submitted: Saturday, October 22, 2011
Edited: Monday, March 19, 2012

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