The Unpleasant breeze welcomes Lakunle Invites the harsh winds to him Unluckily He shrugs repeatedly accepting fate Mosquito bites and the next day's date Wakes him up to ruble again in pain confused about the little he has to gain Aiyetoro
He his challenges by is toothless smile to turn the hands of time and set a mile a mile of records that will break the chains The poverty chains of which he grew with on these plains trying to understand the Life he has going to sleep every night with an empty stomach with gas empty gas......... Aiyetoro
The journey began He ran Away from home To find a new zone of his own picked by a wanderer they wandered together He still wonders what happened to Wanda He flew to Rwanda He went back to Aiyetoro
The empty results The wasted years The Unanswered Questions The Grey Hairs The Recklessness The Life of Aiyetoro
Poem is about following your heart either to Pain or more Pain