Times, a teller
Life, in a time
Time, in times
Life, a sublime
Becoming mine
The universe aid me on the incline


My 2 by 4 Inglish, bare grammatical errors I man result to broken English. Deh propa name be pidgin, mix am wit ourna local dialect, code switching.
Boarding school initiated, adding its own rules n ting, strengthening a language tool.

Come back to London Town with a heavy accent. By the time one realises, in this “melting pot” from another “melting pot”, cockney sounding, awite mate, chill out! African cockney, a uni mate once said, I voiced!

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Thy essence is dance.
A vibe, the movement in chances.
The walk, walk-run, trekking, jog, sprint, marathon. The heart, its beating. The blood, its flowing. The eyes, its seeing. The ears, its hearing. The mouth, its eating. The nose, its smelling.

The body unmentioned, congregate, sync in unison, giving self its part, full rhythm, the melody others attune to.

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In this epoch, the human and animal cohabiting. Plants, insects staked their claim to, in the microcosm enabling the ecosystem. The elements of water, fire, air, earth complete the cycle. In no particular order, these puzzle pieces join together into a jigsaw puzzle.

Well, they are supposed to? The survival of the fittest, human against human, animal against animal, human against animal. Since genesis, evolving generations, family trees building, evolution, revolutions, innovations and revelations.

Wars, peacetimes, epidemics, pandemics. Oh, pandemic! There was a period, the human always had their worries, extreme poverty, electricity, water, disease and injustice.

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