I figured that I have been away from this neighbourhood for too long...I can't say my love for money is bullying my blogging or writing interest. Neither can i say I wouldn't want it to, the truth is, a whole lot has happened within the period I was away and now, unfortunately i don't have enough words to capture the reality...and talking about happenings, I wrote this poem on one of my birthdays, just thought i should share it...quite crazy though.

I woke up to the groaning tune of my I-beta-pass-my-neighbour

Followed by streaming thoughts of my cold and cloudy labour

Out there, the sun I see is sewn in sequins

Glittering and all-out like queens

I took a revenge on two sachet of pure water

No doubt, the weather is temperamental

So while I await her next move

I’m calling my personal people, oya let’s groove

I’m paying homage to this day that has come

I killed words and buried them in each line of this poem                   

Yes, yes, yes that’s what people in the fourth realm of royalty do

I write that you can grin waywardly to this arty orgasm

Or find reasons to curse my gut, say I hate this sarcasm

Don’t worry, it’s a one night stand

Yet the beginning of an end