Word Untold Poem by Blessing Asake

their aim I see, when hill of words are forbidden,
who will be there for the untold words?
they believe the proverb isn't real,
how can they listen, they believe isn't real.

I belong to the untold, my motive are from them,
I can't even see them! !
i believe they are laughing at me,
my world revolve around the world untold.

A big win is untold, just a word,
a small world is untold, just imagination,
who can fold the wind call time?
my small line is untold, just a suggestion.