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How I wish I Had A brain

Lamentations of an empty coconut

By Fred MusokePublished 4 years ago 1 min read
How I wish I Had A brain
Photo by Harold Wijnholds on Unsplash

Putting my soul to sale, In owes of the one who owns my brain. Looking for ways of owning myself. tithing sleepless nights, call out to the dark. How I wish I had a brain!!

The masterless ogre is stronger than King Solomon's bodyguards. Raids on self-esteem, expeditions too big to encounter. Wanna know why I never take my hoodie off? Meet me in the dark, kirk ought to be there too. How I wish I had a brain!!

All I’ve seen is fake love, pity behind the mask of affection. Think of a feast among gods and sinners... how do I think without a brain?. How I wish I had a brain.

Do I have to tell it straight that Zeus booked a stay in the yolk? Lol... Just a heap of meaningless tags.

How I wish I had a brain!!

sad poetry

About the Creator

Fred Musoke

I want to give my writing a fragrance. I mean, that redolence which won’t only outlast my generation, but will also nudge the souls on Mars.

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