31 DAYS OF POETRY- DAY 17- JUST HUMAN- by Oluwatobi Sotanmide



Like a willing fetus
That refuses to be born,
In the busy hall of heart
It echoes its striving kicks.

The room is larger now,
The terms - all are tamed;
The facts and the tales,
The hollow in my womb.

I had him a stillborn,
The earth had had her share;
The cord neither clamps nor cuts,
It must stink that is left behind.

For pains borne in depths of heart,
Now I go the way of earth,                                             
Like my kin of the rising sun;
Still I joy I die alone.









Sotanmide Oluwatobi Moses is a native of Abeokuta, Ogun state, Nigeria. He is a 400L student of Communication and Language Art, University of Ibadan, Oyo State, Nigeria. He loves reading and writing. Some of his poems have been published in The Guardian Newspaper.

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