Sonnet Xxiii Poem by Joshua Adeyemi

Homourous time had slept on a bay,
Before the death of the hay.

A dream was brought to her by Athena,
From the tatterdly vagued arena.

She'd seen herself conditioned herself,
Had no opportunity to her left.

The tale told to her by a sage on a spectacle,
Reflecting her consciousness and veiled oracle.

She jeered suddenly from her long sleep,
As the dusk came to take her on a trip.

She made a thought and remained on the couch,
Till death became her own pouch.

Then did she jumped off the mat,
And did obeissance of the bewitched cat.
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