Don't Give Up Poem by Prince Ifeoluwa Daniel ShanuOlu

The rivers need no more than it has already
Soil not the earth with your grief
Must your face always wear virus when it griefs?
If the ugly caterpillar can become the beautiful butterfly, why grief?
For the spirit beyond can understand the language of silence
If you must purge away from the eyes of those that mock you,
Make quokka your inseparable friend
Then you will find yourself in a feast you have been denied of for year
Take credit of your handiwork
Do not let your grief become a poison that will set you against the spirit world
Many moons have passed
Bury your pains
The sun will one day set on that which bothers you
Cheer to the echo. PIDS