Bending, un-breaking
This is all Greek to me
Is there an Axe to grind?
For the baker’s dozen time?
Biting tongues?
Is it that I bought a lemon?
Rock plays in my head
Avoiding a chip on the shoulder
So close but no cigar
Cracking up and crossing fingers.
Bending but un-breaking.
Curiosity still kills the cat, so watch.
So it doesn’t end up a dead ringer
Of a play in Elizabethan age
Many like us are dropping like flies
But we are sure survivors.
So let us get down to brass tacks
We aren’t kidding here.
This is for real
Omoniyi Temitope Mayowa @ohteehem
23/1/14
