A new home I call home

a place where storm is still

pasture greenish in colour,

A new home I call home,

a place where aroma of food

enthral the phylum to wake up.

A new home I call home,

a place where indigene and

strangers are like intimate friends.

A new home I call home

a land housing many monuments…

©️AbdulAhmeedAdesigbin

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By poetryinjection

I'm a Poet, Writer and a Social critic

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