Murmuring path through the veins
that travelled after denied gains
tenders a grave yard
to Samson
and kills
his ego
so sad.
So soon
so good
David appears
switching seconds
as another eyes winks,
the rain reigning in the eyes
chameleons to faith and believe in fate.
As written by OYEDOKUN IBUKUN S.
PENAWD
...priceless pen perceiving beyond boundary