“In the nakedness of an abode, the barrier is taken off an identity.”
-Thompson Emate
Through which lens do you view me?
It’s beyond what you see,
How do you view me?
It’s beyond those colours that jump at you.
Go through the pages
Seek answers from the sages
You’ll know some of me,
The part not hidden in the night.
I embark on Dawn’s bus wearing its mask,
The day smiles on me
I’m embraced by nature
The sun opens my door,
You see me in this glow.
I’m a turbulent sea,
This you can’t see
My plight is my night
This I sometimes write,
My identity seeks redemption.
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Thompson Emate spends his leisure time on creative writing, particularly poetry and prose. He has a deep love for nature and the arts. His work can be seen in Poetry Potion, Poetry Soup, Visual Verse, Written Tales magazine, Lothlorien Poetry Journal, Borderless Journal, ScribesMICRO and elsewhere. He lives in Lagos, Nigeria.
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