It doesn’t sound like it,
it doesn’t smell like it,
it doesn’t feel like it,
it is what it is:
Trouble
When a woman looks deep in the eyes
the mare of a man voicing shoddy lies
and with acute rage transcending in the air,
echoes “Whatever! I don’t care.”
This is trouble!
=-= Copyright 2018 Michael Olajubu =-=
Comments
Post a Comment