MY FIGURINE
Up towards life
I climb with sketches unsure
With the guide of my womb man
I know not the difference
Stories rain like drops
That the man is gone
A look at the stars
I see none like the man looks
This womb man is real
He is strong like a rock
He is calm
He is selfless
He is beautiful
I hear he is a she
The womb man
Is he or Is she?
I know not the difference
By Gideon Oludayomi
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