EXITERS - BY Adewumi Olumide Benedict
Even when this night
closes its gate,
Some minds sneak out,
In search of hearts
that were but now aren't.
At the end, when
morning comes
Their eyes become so
blurry
That they fail to see
those hearts
That come with the
morning.
They get lost chasing
shadows
Shadows that only
appear to disappear,
Who repair minds with
spear
Drowning them with
frowns
Listen to your smile
Listen to your
laughter
Not your tears,
Not your pain
Not the many things
That end again.
Listen to the night,
Listen it's the end
When morning comes
Shine those eyes
And find that self
lost in another
That will one day be
yours.
© Mide Benedict
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