While I slept, I saw a holographic image
Of the road map of a brain.
It was mostly water and a network of billions of tiny nerve endings.
Held together by a membrane the thickness of a pancake.
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The Heart’s Tales, Poetry by Gloria Oyewusi
Shame seems to be a covering
While Faith and favour go a hiding
Hope, do something
So that life becomes worth living
