I drive around the town everyday
When one giveup another will slay
They turn big hens and then they lay.
Some eggs roll over, from end to end
Like lakes some don’t flow nor bend
Some are heavy, some crack, some dead.
I drive around cities everyday
I see maggots hide inside clay
On a demise they choose to pray.
They play with flames under the sun
As man ages, new demons are born
In form of furs, feathers and guns.
I see two toads squat on a corn
Lurking at the tadpoles reborn
Some rejoice as others get torn.
Breathe is a sweet bitter entry;
The pretty and man-made beauties
Grow same horns with pains and pitty.
But when the rain finally drips
Powdered layers begins to rip
As the wind then blowoff the heaps.
I drive around the flood everyday
I see the doves and owls that says,
“We are unique in our own ways”.
Title: Beautiful ugliness
Form: 8-8-8 sylabllic
Author: Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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