Concrete Jungle by Eli Oko

And they try to deceive us creating pop-up parks around the city centre. Giving us hope that pure air surrounds. But truthfully it’s beneath layers of the thick scent of betrayal and as another pop-up park erects between the city centre - we pick the flowers from its nurtured soil and hand it to our … Continue reading Concrete Jungle by Eli Oko

Burning by Eli Oko

  I left my candle burning overnight I lit it to bring some sight to the blind thoughts I had So that I could not only think clearer but feel clearer too I watched the wick transpire for a second slowly I saw the wax heat up and melt It was stronger than me at … Continue reading Burning by Eli Oko