CELEBRATION?
On a day like this their demon got crazy,
Our lives they made play ground
Making a kamikaze run across our lives making it look self-destruct.
On a day like this I wish the mini tree of our protection wasn't cut down for the sun to bleach us of ourlittle preferred freedom,
For the rain to smite us for no reason, making us too weak to fight but sleep or...
The pains in our chests could only be treated as congestion so they give us cough syrup for the relief.
These we didn't deserve but the satisfaction gave our soul a relief so we kept asking for more..
Addiction? Everyone got one right? Under this we hide our pains right?
On a day like this, they speak of their achievement (lol) like it had favoured us,
Our addictions made us listen.
On a day like this you hear so much of Niger area...
On a day like Today we celebrate that day our demons went crazy.
Really, How crazy are they now? ..Well,
Happy demon crazy day Niger area.
Olaide Jnr.
@yourpoembank
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I would like to translate this poem
Demons went crazy, good write