Along with the earthly body of man,
Is his mind
They interact like traffic and a jaywalker
One second, a stream of consciousness pauses
Just like vehicles do
Right when a jaywalker stands on the edge of the road
Starring at the traffic light,
Waiting for the red sign.—Israel Olorunnisola
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PoetryA collection of poems written amidst writer's block centred on, adulting, loneliness, faith and freedom.