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CIRCLES
The clinging flame
Crowding and lurking for fame
Too little to voice Its tone
Too insufficient to shine alone
Oh dear, what you crave is unhappiness
When you deprive yourself of calculated lonliness
Always dangling around the clown crowd
Forfeiting your prominence under the chameleon cloud
And your circles
The weak's stronghold angles
For intimacy and love and power
For reckless illusions hidden under the friendship tower
Oh dear, you are meant to thrive
Independent of other forces' drive
Crowning yourself the Lord in your own Kingdom
A human deserving of your own freedom
Oh my dear, circles are great
But not when they every inch of your life dictate
If they can't help you win
Their presence and say are only a din
CIRCLES, Season One
©Abubakar Ibrahim Olokuta, March 2023.
© nostradamus2
Crowding and lurking for fame
Too little to voice Its tone
Too insufficient to shine alone
Oh dear, what you crave is unhappiness
When you deprive yourself of calculated lonliness
Always dangling around the clown crowd
Forfeiting your prominence under the chameleon cloud
And your circles
The weak's stronghold angles
For intimacy and love and power
For reckless illusions hidden under the friendship tower
Oh dear, you are meant to thrive
Independent of other forces' drive
Crowning yourself the Lord in your own Kingdom
A human deserving of your own freedom
Oh my dear, circles are great
But not when they every inch of your life dictate
If they can't help you win
Their presence and say are only a din
CIRCLES, Season One
©Abubakar Ibrahim Olokuta, March 2023.
© nostradamus2
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