Everybody Loves a Cheerful Giver
Poem by King Davey
Some day you'd find my head amongst the sand,
I'll be buried with the stone that carried me to the ocean floor,
I'll learn to breathe water, the ticket to resting eyes,
maybe, if I'm lucky, tomorrow's hands can't find me this deep
the sun searches all day, till it rests.
There might be tears,
but that will mean the ocean grows.
the earth learns to hug its own,
and no matter where you go,
you'd always be the son of the soil.
What better way to give your all, than to give your life?
Olafisoye-Oragbade Oluwatosin David, also known as King Davey, is a medical student, poet and spoken words artist, who loves making images with alphabets.