Roost
1) Tired and restless,
pray that my hustle pay,
in search of daily bread,
still earn Peanuts.
2)
Tired and restless,
pray make hustle pay,
under the scorching sun,
as hot as fire.
3)
Getting home to roost,
another story entirely,
family dramas,
looking up to me for,
daily bread ,
Would I ever get home to roost??
Omohyokan Favour Odunayo
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 09/01/2023
Poet's note: The poem is about Africa as a whole the suffering and anxiety to hustle and to make ends meet.
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