Oladeji Mayowa Oluwasegun
Salvation │ Oladeji Mayowa Oluwasegun │ Poetry
Let the sky fall on my head and be heavier than this thought. I am talking about a feeling in search of how a nation crieslike it is in search of dead leaves. Mold grow on our skin as fungi from our pain,I wonder | I reel | hold me! My country is me in…