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Outcast

Outcast

written by: Akintoye Akinsola

 

Supplications limited
Making me embalm my happiness
I now stand at the ‘exit door’
Lofty heights unattained

I have romanced fear
Past glory now my future
The false tales of men that forged my path
Now betraying my words

I am now the unwanted fetus of the moon
Its silence louder than words
Yet lesser than action
For my circumcised relevance became my adversary

I hope to birth my fruitfulness again
Where I will pick up my shredded skin
Lay its fragile life in my hands
And nurture it till it wins back the love of all

Akintoye Akinsola

Akintoye Akinsola

Akintoye Akinsola, an accountant and poet from Nigeria whose work I know you would find interesting, intriguing, thought evoking and compelling. I write on various themes such as love, nature, pain, injustices etc. His work has appeared in Kalahari Review Magazine and upcoming in Piker Press Magazine. He loves movies and music and appreciates the simple things of life. He loves to critique movies and hopes to one day also venture into movie reviewing, perhaps a literary review on a broader scope. He is passionate about the environment and is a big advocate for equality especially with underrepresented and or minorities. He also enjoys writing stories of all kinds. He does not believe in being fixed in a box, as a good way to taste the sweetness of life itself is through exploration and living life by positively affecting others. He loves sports though he is not particularly good at any. His favourite sports include lawn tennis, all track and field events among others. He is also fascinated by arts. Akintoye also enjoys reading different genres of books. Finally, he loves to try new delicacies and appreciates different cultures and background.
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