My side of the coin..3

3.


Slithering sounds from trinkets doused ounces of sleep from my eyes
I was confused,happy,angry and relieved all at once
Mama came for me,at long last
"I come from a line of hunters.."
Mama whispered while patting my head
I am a sucker for histories,lineages..
But my feeble heart wanted a way out of my predicament
And not some long overdue story 
She must have sensed my disinterest and impatience
Cause her tune took on a different note
"It is tradition,oko mi.."
Was all I heard from her hastily strewed words
My pleas were once again stuck in my throat
There goes my last ship

Dubsy_ink

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  1. Kidd informantApril 24, 2020 at 10:54 PM

    A tragedy waiting to unfold, sadly

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    1. Dubsy_InkApril 25, 2020 at 9:13 AM

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    2. Dubsy_InkApril 25, 2020 at 9:15 AM

      Tragedy or comedy..
      They are what ever we make of it..don't mind me..
      What do I know?..I'm just a writer afterall

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