Breast Of Wisdom Poem by Raimi Babatunde
Breast Of Wisdom
From your breast of wisdom did I suck
And wisdom enveloped me
My life shone line a million stars
You must really be favoured by the gods
Until I got lost in your world
Proverbs 18: 22 was a mystery
Dymystified by the "Twins"
Surely, the blessings beclouds mother-infant bonding
I used to create my own happiness
Until I met you, perfectly imperfect
To perfect my imperfections
The gods must be happy with me
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8/4/2025 2:02:35 PM # 1.0.0
I used to create my own happiness Until I met you, perfectly imperfect....like these lines