Poem: The Twist

The Twist

Life is an irony
I mean not funny
How could one survive?
With severed body revive!
When the mind fail
All hope seems frail

When the lower body is willing
But the upper body is unwilling
Who can resolve such a quarrel?
As the leg Take flight like squirrel!
Blessed you whose parts do blend

Two can’t work except each bend
What a twist of fate?
Agree before its late!
It might be perplexing as it where
Yet it’s sad realities for most here

By L. S. Onyah
All Copy Rights Strictly Reserved
Image credited to Ebube Ololo

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