a poem by daniel chidie, Nigeria - poetry writer, author, poet

I saw this crowd on my route
marching in their mass
forcing forth a thought of stampede
backward i shrieked
waiting for a start
yet there was no tart
seeing the brolly's
i thought of darts
seeking refuge i avert their gaze
then trailed thier path i did
keeping my pace till came the junction
oh! They thus scurried through the bend
yet to my espionage i strain forward
feeling now insane for baseles misconcept
was i wrong?
Thus right in thought i was
now in sight the parish temple
its a congress i sure should ve known...

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