Deliberate late morning wake <br />sauntering lazily to the restroom <br />emptying my bowel of the residue of night before <br />while listening to Nimyel on Rhythm <br />IG Okiro’s police to serve no longer with integrity <br />fluid and liquid released with snail ease <br />criss-crossing the rooms with my thing dangling and dancing <br />bare without care as Adam in the garden <br />a cup of hot Lipton lemonade hitting hard at my palette <br />working stylishly on my side, upper and lower burns <br />very lukewarm water seared through my skin <br />eroding the weariness and heat of the night <br />availed my body of the condiments of the skin <br />for my hair motion spray gave way for menthol cream <br />while searching for a shirt that fits my cream chinos pants <br />a switch from rhythm to link fm the theme’s week revealed <br />Speaker Etteh’s refurbishes bedroom with 400,000,000 <br />struggled with black belt, while dusting pair of brown shoes <br />set, my bag sagging, struggling with my shoulder <br />the sky was bright from the outside <br />it looked like my first morn on earth <br />a new day never expereinced before <br />strolling leisurely to the bus stop <br />oh! how great it feels to be alive <br />obalende-cms was right on hand <br />gone was the long queue on third mainland bridge <br />the waterway are becoming highway in Lagos <br />the feat of only Moses and Jesus <br />it was fifteen minutes miraculous ride to work <br />it was the best of morning most simplified; <br />By content and simplicity<br /><br />ifedayo oshin<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-morning-in-poet-s-life/
