(Attained
Nothingness)
At the quest to be heard,
The horizon of the pacific was cleared!
Like joyful bees, buzzes of achievement,
Still shadowed victory it is.
Top notch is the free sensitivity to greatness,
Alacrity is quirky thought of all seasoned ideas,
Like the smiling sun, rather the playful mix of rain and
sun,
The paddle in our right heart we pick the pace
Tips, here and there, an appalling smell of unknown fate,
The boastful feeling of the chimpanzee,
Yet on bananas they must – survive,
The childish taste of sweet accepted even with knowledge of
its aftermath.
A call is made through at point zero!
Ironically, the stomach could bloat till eternity,
Of what? Becomes unnecessary a question,
The scenario lingers till the end?
Wants becomes need,
Needs becomes desire,
Desire becomes obsession,
Obsession turns desperation,
That point the lion dies just by the touch of a dead
squirrel.
In all, perceive the success of being above,
Enjoy the thought of being looked unto,
Cherish the moment laurels are gathered,
Never drop the tempo of when attained nothingness is
abolished.
By
Cara Faith Omeh
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