DREAMS FROM ACROSS THE ATLANTIC

A Poem by dreezy

Lagos dreams, Afrocentric, emotions, feelings, home

You and I.
Sending our prayers,
Over a blue field of salt,
In tender thoughts.

There was once us
Hurdling the gutters in ecstasy,
Pacing through the crowded roads,
Tossing junks into our neighbors balcony.

There was once us
Residing at the heart of the market
Pick pocketing for peer honors
Eavesdropping at every corner
As we table every ounce of rumor during our secret circle.

There was once us
Blinking our torches in the sky
Just to create the perfect goodnight

There was once us
As embodiments of nonchalance
With weekends of rudderless walks
Counting the storey's of Marina
While we discover new edges for promiscuity
Then a festive of soccer awaits
As the streets are sealed courtesy of our stick post

This was life for us
Till I moved for a better home
Now we can only collide our dreams
As you stand at the coastline of Atlantic Lagos
And I, sipping from it's remains that spreads to me.