Save Me —Ogwuche Bella

Red swallowed me

And l'm a black man

Learning to reincarnate,

Leaning into a soil

Sprouting fear,

Save me

In this realm,

We chase our nightmares and dreams

Like broken mirages

A bag swallows a boy's destiny

And we are oiling our palms and skin

To serenade each other.

Save me

Bio:

Ogwuche Bella is a 13years writer . she is currently in SS1. She has filled her world with writing with support from her mentor Mr Blessing, her mom ,dad and also many friends. She won first consolation price for Uzo_Udegbunam poetry price and many others.

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