Dada Olowo Eyo

Dada Olowo Eyo Jul 2019

SMOKY.

The mountains call to me,
With the birds I must be,
Drinking from the crystal pure,
Cannot but fall for the pristine allure.

Dada Olowo Eyo Jul 2019

SMOKE.

Fire burning cold,
Spirit turning on its own,
Can't see beyond what I'm told,
Oh, what calamity to be thrown.

Dada Olowo Eyo Jul 2019

WHAT FOR WHAT.

When love finds a home,
Or a dog its friend
When a soul finds companion,
And life its true meaning.

Dada Olowo Eyo Jul 2019

HOW MANY, HOW MANY?

Homeless, sleeping under the skies,
Hungry, scavenging among rotten piles,
Naked, shivering in the wild,
Sick, hanging on to dear life.

Dada Olowo Eyo Jul 2019

DAMP BLANKET.

Overall happiness is elusive,
When components are in distress,
Never expect wholesome happiness,
When the parts are in a depressed mess.

Dada Olowo Eyo Jul 2019

THIS. NOT THAT.

If we actually did stand,
Every time we felt like taking a seat,
We would have saved time otherwise,
Spent on benevolent knees.

Dada Olowo Eyo Jul 2019

PROBE. ABILITY.

Somewhere in the centre,
I drew the present and past together,
And no matter how many times the coin was thrown,
It landed on a future full of the terrible unknown.