Read My Lips - Poem by Wale Morakinyo
1. I seek to know what friendship's about!
So I turned to the rivers for answers.
Because the city was running mad.
There on the street of no-streets,
5. I met my friend of no-friend;
Who holds the title of no-titles
He said to me ''read my lips''
It's a good clothe but worn roughly.
A good wine drank to the excess.
10. And then he mutters some words
But all I'd heard has been my voice
My own voice!
I know my words and can't be stolen
So roared I to him in reply, "read my lips! '
15. Here again the voice is not mine
With one asking came I hither
With two askings I should have left
Now go back I with one answering
"No one answers my asking, but me! "
20 And that is friendship just unraveled
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