THE WHISPERING WHISPER by Racheal Bassey
I warn you of the wrong
Which appears pleasant
The wisdom they claimed is blurred
Behold the future
I whisper to you
I cry to stir and grid
I tilt my barrel to pour out its content
Do not turn a throng
Let my words be your works
My whisper like a little breath
Sounding the hopes of the future
My skin 'wheals' 'Weals' and 'Welts'
My furrowed face glows
Hoping to see the light of the dawn
A dawn of a new era and change
Racheal Bassey is a Poetess with sublimity, a member of Poets in Nigeria (PIN) UNICAL Connect Centre and Student of English and Literary Studies,UNICAL.
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