2013
by Bayo Akinloye
Staring but not seeing…
Are there clairvoyant eyes
Peeking into Nostradamus’ cauldron
Of concocted tomorrows
I behold twenty colours of confusion
And thirteen of convolution
Pessimistic!
Isn’t 2013 a magical era
Fireworks, tongues of fire heralding it
Billions keeping vigil just for a sight
While eternity passes us by
2013
At twenty why are we still acting like a blasphemous teen