by Akinmayowa Adedoyin Shobo
For five days, Time flowed unexcitingly Beauty lost meaning Power, ridden in futility The ultimate perfection, missing 'Twas all but quiet good misery. On the sixth day, Pressed in delicate measure - The purest materials in God's workshop Called all his ageless wisdom, And a billion priceless moments may be He completed man - His prime art He found peace.
Akinmayowa Adedoyin Shobo is a graduate in the field of the life sciences. He is thrilled by various genres of literature, music, history and science. He divides his time between being a public health researcher and volunteering for community development projects. He writes on several platforms including – book projects, blogs, magazines. He lives in Lagos, Nigeria.