The wall spoke
I heard it loud and clear.
She sat in the beautiful hall,
with white walls
bored, she thought, 'should I take a walk';
Oh! if only walls can talk.
a whisper, close to the clock
She heard, with ears not blocked.
She moved closer and said,
'Tell me more, I want to know.
All please flow'.
the wall told her so,
Of the troublesome short and bow,
Who is, they said, under a fraternity glow.
The lovely lady, oh so bright,
whose coat they said can ne'er be white.
And a male to change his colour's dream,
Which made him look for such a cream.
Then there's sure a way,
let's slay on Sunday!
All ready to send a ticket;
to none but 'bad market'.
and with eyes tears glistering,
her ears continued listening;
Then the wall said 'time for yours, o hear,
hope you can bear'.
'No, please no!!!!!
If news about others can hurt me so,
Mine might cause tears to flow.
Tell me all are lies, from a dark bowl.
Oh! but I'm not that whole,
I'm just a wall without feelings or a soul;
telling you, what I've been told'.
The end.
About the Creator
Oluremi Adeoye
An accomplished writer who loves contributing articles and stories to Vocal media. My writing focuses on a variety of topics and is known for clarity, insightfulness, and practical advice.
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