Of Love And Short Thrills

Life stares you in the face as the eyes open

The hole we call life gives thrills sometimes.

It offers joy here and there,

It holds us through the long hikes to beautiful heights

Heights like olumo rocks,

The feel of victory,

The warm embrace from family,

The rare reckless abandonment and disregard for the complexities of life,

The gentle smile of Ayo.

Your first line of comfort,

Of validation,

Hardly stay simple, they get complicated as life moves on

The heart of a child is calm,  

His thoughts are simple,

Events that will shape him are often simple,

But Ayo was simple, yet his tender heart could break rocks

Of the evils of moments, the inability to warn is unforgivable,

You never know the last,

A moment you are here, and next, you are plagued with memories

Maybe exits kill you, but the suddenness shatters you.

Of love and short thrills,

You hold the bag of emptiness much longer.

Ayo was here,

It was short,

But that’s love and its twin evil,

Brevity, and an eternity of memories

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My life’s journey is that of many parts, every day I try to bring all the parts to an agreement, but I am yet to succeed at that, or maybe I shouldn’t even be trying to do it, I really don’t know yet- but while at it, I try to find how each part makes me better, and how each part can make the society better

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