Poetic by Eli Oko

I’ll be honest There’s nothing poetic About the way stress manipulates every thought and feeling Causing actions to become “Out of character” For someone who was just trying to find their identity I don’t see the art in the scars they leave on their bodies I see pain and anguish They, are no calls for … Continue reading Poetic by Eli Oko

Fatherless by Eli Oko

Perhaps I should know how it feels to be woken up by the biggest hand I’ll ever feel whispering, “breakfast is ready” I should remember what it was like picking the chair closest to daddy, ensuring no gap resided between us as we ate ready-break on cold winter mornings I’d be silly to forget the … Continue reading Fatherless by Eli Oko