Ducks wiggle their waist on this lonely concrete path
Out of my view in the streets,
Birds perched on the pole,
Glanced at the streets blue gray clouds.
Clarence Peters will come at Ten and take my picture...
I'm taking your picture Pigeons,
I'm writing you down
I'm immortalizing your coast 311
Oh thou this day,
Now you'll have to reside in this world,
Same thing now and forever.
YOU ARE READING
NEKU'S TALE
PoetryA Poetry Collection of Egbune Olise which also features poems written in the Nigerian Pidgin-English language.
