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Striving Flowers

Oluwatobiloba is an undergraduate of the University of Lagos and a lover of poetry.

Striving Flowers

We were as free as birds,

As gay as larks in nestles.

We were subtle buds,

Graced with pretty petals.

Cheery, fragile and keen-eyed,

Naive and dewy-eyed.

Each sun ray emitting hopefulness

And sifting sadness.

From the wake of the morning,

To the school bus' honk, the teacher's grin,

To the whip's lash, the playtime swings,

To the bell's jingle and the cheer it brings.

We had no care in the world,

With hearts too joyful for grudges.

We relished our play world,

And got on our clothes, smudges.

Our naive world soon thinned out,

Reality crept in, it dawned on us.

Our buds strived to sprout,

Then we realized we are like grasses,

That suffer whenever elephants fought.


© 2019 Odunlami Oluwatobiloba Grace