Perhaps with each twist
Turns thrust and spins
Grasses make as the eery wind
Dances around it’s lush apex
Like a display of trapeze
Full of life and vigour
Perhaps it’s just a joyful communication
Between the two
A tete a tete perhaps
If we listen to the earth
And grasp what it’s trying to say
Who knows?
Perhaps, if only we thought
Before we latch or take flight
Taking time to decipher
Before we utter
So as not to stutter
Perhaps if only we trood with caution
We would prevent some actions
And save a part of our fractions
From becoming a pasture for auctions•
Glossary
Tete a tete-A sort of play amongst lovers
Tobi-Makinde Melody ®
Melody is a lover of art and music. She loves books and has a bit of an eccentric personality. Studying presently Agricultural Economics at the, University of Ibadan
