23 Apr

It took so long


What it matters

To exercise a charter

On things that alters;

A differentiation that does caters

For a bourgeoning desires

That vitiates Russian roulette

To a midgetting rumpus.



Does it matter

That I wallowed so long

Unliteratured – untutored


As it were

In hemorrhagic youthful libertinage

When my heyday


On sans and withouts?


Thingify me not!

That I hitherto doddered

In transit to sagehood.

Unconscionable is your opprobrium

Risible is your ratiocination

That faltered I

Laddering to adulthood


© Femi Olabisi (January. 2007).

Twitter: @Femiolas

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Posted by on April 23, 2012 in Poetry


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