Thursday, 16 June 2016
While time flies
I hear echoes of my name
I hear the screams of an imaginary crowd.
then silence overcame the noise made by men, cars and guns
Everyone is waiting anxiously for me to speak
I feel like a king in my dreams
And i dont have to sleep to feel like this
I can see my greatness before my eyes
As i stare at the windows, while time flies
Banji Coker
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