submerged in the
dark side of the winter’s moon
i shed a tear
in the midst of longing
humour comes to the rescue
liberating my consciousness
sorrows of the fallen soul
wrapped in the wings of humour
this fateful day
the cosmic nymph
dances with the gentle wind
sound of laughter
school of hard knocks…
i walk along the fatal shore with
a good dose of humour
humour
drops like honey…
famished years
i do the daily battle for survival
savouring humour
in the middle of chaos
behold the healing power of humour
the tonic of the soul
the dazzling beauty on the inner screen
© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo
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