Adeayo

I am and always will be ur daddy

[Adeayo @Am_ur_daddy]

The crisp, quiet promise of rain in the morning
The deep orange sun fulfilled in the evening
All of these simple joys shared with just two
Waking to sweet thoughts of both me and you.

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[Adeayo @Am_ur_daddy]

Favorite things

Roses of Sharon swaying in the morning
The sunflower turning its face in yearning
A quiet green garden left wet with the dew
The orange tree blooming just when she is due.

[Adeayo @Am_ur_daddy]

The quiet, long walks with a cherished loved one
The babble of babies beneath the warm sun
The smooth river stones in their glorious colors
A choir of birds post-rain and their chorus.

[Adeayo @Am_ur_daddy]

Shrinking the core of yourself,
Like a dusty book upon the shelf.
"Invisible," the people say,
Is what we have become today.
Congratulations.
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[Adeayo @Am_ur_daddy]

Congratulations

Tear out every written page,
And cover up your little cage.
Draw the blinds against the sky,
Turn around, embrace the lie.
Stay steeped in your own illusion,
Keeping sane through blind omission.
For that is the price you pay,
To breathe where you have no say.

[Adeayo @Am_ur_daddy]

Some have one they never know,
We live fast, and we die slow.
It’s humanity, that’s how we go.

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[Adeayo @Am_ur_daddy]

Live fast, die slow

People walking fast or slow,
In this city, up and down they go.
With umbrellas through the doors,
Whether sun shines or rain pours.

People lonely in a crowd,
Masking it by talking loud.
People saying nothing much,
Walking singly, out of touch.

[Adeayo @Am_ur_daddy]

People smiling right at you,
And the grumpy faces, too.
Those who hurry for a taxi,
Those who take their time and dally.

Strangers as they come and go,
People you see but never know.
All are holding dreams and hope,
Some just wish to find a home.

[Adeayo @Am_ur_daddy]

No human haste to break the stillness here,
Where every vivid color wakes, bright and clear.
My coffee steams—a fragrant offering rising
To greet this good, quiet morning.
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[Adeayo @Am_ur_daddy]

A Good Morning

The light rain of the night before
Leaves a silver residue on leaf and moor.
The air hangs clean, washed and fresh,
While the morning's quiet seems to stretch
Upward to meet the golden sun,
Crowning the horizon like a newborn son.

[Adeayo @Am_ur_daddy]

Let my seed,
Let my sacrifice,
Find the right place,
The right time,
Under the right care.

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[Adeayo @Am_ur_daddy]

Golden haired and vast

The ears, heavy with abundance,
Bend their stalks to graze the earth—
A golden-haired expanse,
Vast and staggering.

[Adeayo @Am_ur_daddy]

A quiet, buried sacrifice
Yielding a boundless harvest,
Feeding a nation.

[Adeayo @Am_ur_daddy]

Trapped in a three-way vice:
Keep running until the lungs give out,
Stop, and be ground to dust,
Or veer aside, straight into the waiting jaws of jackals.
Caught between the devil and the deep blue sea.

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[Adeayo @Am_ur_daddy]

The Stampede in the savanna

A tree rustled at his passing,
The air displaced, then snapped back into place.
Branches bent and cracked against the wind,
The culprit long gone.

[Adeayo @Am_ur_daddy]

A young impala ahead is tiring,
Caught far from home and safety,
Thrust into a struggle that leaves it gasping.