Sunday 2 August 2020

THE SNAILS...by Ada Eddy























I trod on the sand
it beckoned 
rescue me

What else could 
I have done
But obey

Picked the tiny creatures 
From the dew 
Out of their distress

As a Biafra
Who knows 
How palatable they are.

(by Ada Eddy)

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