by Noel Ihebuzor
Hold me strong
So that I vibrate
Hard non-stop
You the same,
but sad I watch your eyes speak
thoughts of another
The facts your
eyes sing differ from mine
the smooth truths
tumbling from
your lips are covers that hide
the truths in your soul
Facts and truths
exist, truths unfurl
change with time
children of
perspectives, emotions and
needs seeking strong stoke
Trying to experiment with Shadorma as a form – but this is a disaster! Critics, the singer and not the song, or should it be the other way round?
Reflections 