Ayo Sogunro Poems

Woman was made of bone
And man was made from clay
That’s the way the world began
And the way it’s still today
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The glitz of the City is a lump in my throat
The lights that I dream, the way that I tote.
The sparkling lagoon, a mirror of the sky
The perfumed interior of the car on the fly.
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Yesternight,
I woke up in the dark
Thinking,
A sober mien on my visage
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The traffic wriggles between us
Slithering from Ozumba to the Lagos Island
A growing snake, intent on devouring our day
I know exactly what’s on your mind
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Yesterday,

Silky bands of ideas and knowledge
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My gal is in town, and I’m stuck in a box.
She came downtown for some cuddles and some talks,
I promised her a weekend, Ice cream, and some fun,
Then Friday evening, the boss calls me on the ‘phone
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