Teniola Olajide


Twigs

The strength of a man is as a rain drop
Flailing, hithertho with wind of life
Tested as trials, obstacles and hard knocks
Truly,
The strength of a man is not his, no not a dime!

Like twigs, we are feebly attached souls
Foes, friends matter no more when we are blown
As rustled leaves detached from life's tree

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