Losing the First

  If you have felt lost and forsaken,

  There is a warning made by your spirit

  The warning is reflected by the barrier of your skin

  Your skin is entwined with the soil your feet walks on

  Your body is covered with the feeling of the earth man-made

  Your spirit is deafened and you are unaware, so you reach out

  The people are calling you, ready to shower you with love

  Ready to comfort you as your spirit flies away; and you have sank.

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  Omo ti de!

  Celebrate!

  He walks with me down the aisle. Passing by walls with gates on the windows, and they stare. I look down out of reflex: always humbling myself down.

  Aye!

  I have lost myself.

  Omo wa le

  Seeking a vast land

  Ecs after modernity

  New birds and minds

  Conceptualize with absurdity

  But bet you'd believe

  The worms seek the sea

  The honeybee befriend the manatee

  And never a moment to grieve

  All that has gone with guarantee

  No longer sitting for afternoon tea