Poetry in motion
Poetry in motion
And I am at the wheel
Galvanating with gigantic strides
Towards the pit of hell
The rock of 'Aso'
Research in motion
And I am the pathfinder
Navigating with valour
Riders like me
The shooters of 'Aro'
Poetry in motion
And the road is bad
Potholes and curse-ways
Still, with my tubeless tyres
Panic stricken but brave
I bamboozled through
Research in motion
And I behold my heart-las
Searching serengeti and Mississippi
Ouagadougou and the artic
I find void. Everything black
Then white.
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