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Chris Obiora May 2017

Given the choice

I’d walk everywhere

No transport but a

Stroll here and there

Swinging my arms

Without a care

Glare at the sky

Breath in fresh air

No cars, buses

Taxis or trains

No scooters, bikes

Boats or planes

A lazy stroll

Is all I need

When I want

To set my

Mind free
Chris Obiora May 2017
You say you are happy
How can that be?
You work all the time
No time for you and me
Let’s take a holiday
A weekend by the bay
Stroll by moonlight
Sleep away the day
After you will thank me
For setting you free
From this toil and sadness
And bringing you back to me

— The End —