"The Case of Sliced Breads" - By Ojuade Lukman


These special breads always come with a seal.
After a bite,endless slicing is unzipped
The breads come in flavours, shapes and curves.
Almighty baker armed the slicers with hard knives,
Knives of varied length, width and vigour
knives which bleed ever flowing jam
That love, makes the world revolve? Lie!
Loves is only a yeast to evoke slicing.
I fell into a trance yesterday,
But i hardly came across whole bread,
She is everywhere but on the shop shelves
The slicers buy the bread with money and swagger.
But nothing easily baits her as shop and spree.
I was at a consummation banquet yesterday,
Upon my binoculars on the bride,
I lament silently for the naive slicer,
For he rejoices greatly over his new special bread.
If only he knew that she is just a maked-up sliced bread.

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