I Have A Pointless Zero Poem by Blessing Asake

I'm giving out but I was not taking,
I wish democracy as a nation itself,
I'm indigenous writer, I can calibrate memories into though,
my tribe is not what they say;
there style is my way of doing,
I don't have a dying soul,
I'm moving this out, buh my outfit is nothing,
It's a sunny day, buh it was Winter, when will I move out of this allusion?
they will never contribute buh they will say don't give up, this is pointless,
yeah, I said I have a pointless zero.