18/06/2024
I saw this picture somewhere last month calling on poets to do their thing. Yes,I did my thing
*A CUP OF ABUNDANCE*
The appearance that approached me
Concealed the depth of its own need
Asked for water, a request so plain
Yet, was water the only thirst to be freed?
The appearance whispered more, it seemed
Water wasn't the only craving unspoken
I asked if I could quench a deeper dream
But the reply was water, a mystery unbroken
The water I possessed, I fetched with cheer
For a neighbour, whose needs I held dear
Joy overflowed as I handed the cup
For anyone I can help, is a neighbour, a truth to uphold
The water I brought, alongside an empty cup
Became a vessel for a surprise to sup
To our astonishment, wine flowed instead
A paradox of abundance, in the water we've bled
- VISUAL SOLAFUNMI ✍️